#lost it at macaroni

[elfyourmother]

And when we brought him at last to behold those shimmering spires, deep beneath the waves, he was for once bereft of clever words in the main. Such love as shone in phantom steel; such grief, poured out in endless aether. And he needed no soulsight to know it for what it was.

#gisele surana #hythlodaeus #emet selch #ot3: paradise lost #bisho's adventures in gpose #i was finishing my shb sightseeing log and became a glass case of emotion in amaurot as usual #and i thought of this #hades and gisele bringing hyth there after everything's over and the universe is saved #and now i'm crying abt them again #so you get macaroni pictures

[mrsiggytheimp]

So, at some point in Kotlc, it’s mentioned the Fitz would take a souvenir from each place he visited looking for Sophie. I don’t remember which book, but I think it took place in a memory. And it got me thinking about the different places he would’ve visited looking. I’m pretty sure they had absolutely no idea in the world where she was, so he couldn’t gone to obscure unknown tribes of natives all across the world, and gone to islands we haven’t explored yet. What if he has, like, tribal beads and dirt filled with bits of ash and clay from ancient historical events. idk, I just thought it was interesting to speculate about.

#Kotlc #Fitz Vacker #keeper of the lost cities #Sophie Foster #and finding things that he has absolutely no idea what they are #Like broken cd cases that have music or movies on the front that would bring back a ton of age old memories if Sophie saw them #And those McDonalds toys that you play with on the way home and then they never make it out of the car because they’re kind of trash #Pictures of random people that got thrown out at parks #Notebooks full of lists in a language he doesn’t understand #Macaroni necklaces #Loose change in different currencies #Poppits and stress balls #Books? I like the thought of books #Cassette tapes??? With cute videos on them??? #Discarded paper with those “cool S” things people would draw on everything #Idk I think it’s fun to think about

[meandmymoisl]

Holy, ok, I have said nothing about lord of the Lost, seems like I have had the wrong song in my head - this was absolutely amazing!!! Finally a eurovision performance for Germany that fits and was absolutely amazing! <3

#I wish i could vote for germany #germany eurovision #Germany eurovision performance #Lord of the Lost #Blood and glitter #I loved it #holy macaroni #eurovision 2023 #eurovision #eurovison song contest #Germany #Lotl #Esc #Esc 2023

[lume-nosity]

fighting back tears

#☁️ lume speaks #autocad #no video tuts this time because i can’t find any #HIW DO YOU DO THIS ONE #HELP #SOMEONE #I WAS SITTING THERE ON MY DESK IN MY CADD CLASS LIKE #‘uhhhhh’ #i only got the macaroni part and the dog bone looking thing #other than that i am COMPLETELY LOST #HOW DO I DO THE FAN LOOKING THING??? #i’m about to surf through tumblr to see if there are any autocad help blogs that are active because i am DESPERATE to finish this one #as i believe it’s the LAST ONE FOR THE QUARTER

[eddievillanueva]

“Lost Souls at the Orlando Macaroni Grille” Featuring: @mere_fuckin_death Aka #superstar #handsomenate Aka #allamericansir #rehabsteve Aka #hangintherebaby #monica Aka #queenbee of the #macaroni #grill 4/16/23 - #mco #lost #stuckattheairport #airportbar #lostintranslation #iwanttogohome #travellog #drawing #sketchbook #drawingoftheday #photooftheday #sketchoftheday #collage #coloredpencil #ink #inkdrawing #art #radicalhonesty #watercolor #markers #alcoholmarkers https://www.instagram.com/p/CrOLgrZs2Rp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#superstar #handsomenate #allamericansir #rehabsteve #hangintherebaby #monica #queenbee #macaroni #grill #mco #lost #stuckattheairport #airportbar #lostintranslation #iwanttogohome #travellog #drawing #sketchbook #drawingoftheday #photooftheday #sketchoftheday #collage #coloredpencil #ink #inkdrawing #art #radicalhonesty #watercolor #markers #alcoholmarkers

[trainer-aer]

My newest dog training client is literally the most well behaved 4.5 month old golden retriever I've ever met like I almost can't believe they're describing the same dog when they tell me all of the things they're struggling with like damn guys I hope my puppy is this good when she comes home

Anyway, his name is Macaroni and he is PERFECTION in a dog like I'm legit a little jealous of him I keep telling them how lucky they are that they got such an easy puppy!!!

#we've already had four sessions and they've booked two more next week I'm so excited to see him again 😍 #he's literally a dream to work with #such a good boy #and spoiled rotten #he also lost his first tooth during our session today so that was exciting! #golden retriever #golden retriever puppy #dog training #dog training things #client dogs #he's making me so excited for my own puppy #I'm not even getting a golden! #macaroni is such a cute name too 😍 #SO MANY POSSIBLE NICKNAMES! #aer talks

[roseverdict]

does this even count as stick figure related anymore

anyway. howmst've in the FUCK do i time this properly

#rosie babbles #THE REASONING FOR THE STICK FIGURE ASSOCIATION: #so i'm writing the #macaroni au #right? and i write things all out of order so i was fiddling w/ a probable epilogue involving moving the nether ends of the sticks' portals #together. and then i went 'yo what if they made that little bit of the nether a clubhouse' and started adding stuff here and there #and now i'm making conveyor belts for the outside of the 'so you wound up with world-ending power' training zone on the roof bc i've lost #all control of my life lmao #not putting this in the main tags though because. yeah this is more than mildly tangential. still using this one tho: #sticks #minecraft

[raspberryconverse]

Going through physical health stuff while trying to handle ongoing mental health stuff is its own special kind of hell.

#legit lost my shit over some macaroni #is this what marriage is? #gall bladder #mental health

[crimsonblackrose]

Yells vaguely about nothing and everything with this fic and also the time.

#mumblings #I'd planned to write this evening and it's well it's already tomorrow #There's what ten days left or so? #I'm lost and that's not good 🙃 #where did today go? #where has this month gone? #I thought I was doing so good #hubris happpened I thought yes let's do this plan that's a good idea and now I'm there and like oh no #I feel like a little kid trying to cook alone in the kitchen and I've destroyed the kitchen #dear friend please enjoy this macaroni art 😂😅

[virmillion]

tag venting

#lab bitches and moans #// discussion of unhealthy eating behaviors ahead #do//n.t re/bl.og #i can tell its bad again #i keep looking in the mirror and it. to me it looks huge #when i inhale its flat/nearly concave. i exhale and to me i have a beer belly its so bad #its fucking huge. i feel gross and overgrown and i keep remembering the time i counted calories and actually lost a couple pounds #when i was clinically already almost underweight #so like. there you have it. anecdotal proof that it WORKED. i wasnt even exercising then (no more than usual) #thats. probably it actually. i was in guard And cutting down. now im doing neither #and im about to have access to a gym and limited access to food (no dining plan this year) #which. that should work right? flatten it out a little #exercise and get bulked in the arms so i can carry all the plastic chairs #but also. more out than in. get smaller #i KNOW rationally i shouldnt need to but im DEFINITELY bigger than i used to be #and i feel so stupid for not realizing sooner that like. ive been lazing about this whole time #AND eating without a second thought to what it was #and i woke up this morning really hungry so i had a bagel. fine. then a second one. and macaroni now for dinner. and starbucks. and a cookie #thats SO much and NONE of it is being burned off #the cookie wrapper doesnt have a nutrition facts part so i dont know How bad it is #the starbucks is 160 calories #and its BAD its bad bc im about to move back out for the semester. meaning no one will notice #ill either start tracking again despite knowing its bad. or i wont and ill feel worse because im just. getting bigger #when i hold it in i can count my ribs. the skin over my hip bones gets pinched instead of bruised. thats fine #but i used to be a size 0 or something in womens. maybe a 2 #im probably a 6 now. even wearing mens jeans i just. its SO frustrating #and i know i didnt get better btw. i was never better i was just distracted #the distractions are removed now. there is nothing to stop me in either direction #i hate spending money too so -> buying less starbucks and bubble tea. which will help #this sucks.

[thesoftestmess]

The beauty of Furina and Neuvillette to me is this:

It's about two people who spent 500 years by each other's side, watched generations of citizens they governed together live and die, watched art and fashion trends and historical eras come and go, worked together and lived in close proximity the entire time and without knowing it, grew into a package deal out of circumstance.

Furina, in all of her isolation, could always count on Neuvillette to have her back, be her guidance when dealing with politics and complex archon duties. And Neuvillette, in all his struggle to fit into human society, found meaning in being her right hand and maybe found comfort in Furina's weirdness. In how people wouldn't rarely say "she's overly dramatic and a bit strange, but she's our goddess no less". At some point he stopped noticing he brings her up in every conversation he's having. It's just part of his job, of his life.

For 500 years it's just that. Coexistence and a mutual comfort out of circumstance.

Then the world comes crashing down.

Literally, but even more so figuratively. Everything changes over night, everything Neuvillette thought he knew about his Lady Furina, about the people he swore to protect, gets drowned out by a new reality.

He gets his full powers back and loses the ground beneath his feet all the same. Loses Furina to her freedom. Because it dawns on him that he spent 500 years by her side, not realizing she wasn't free. And how does one apologise for that? For so much more?

Over night, Furina can finally be what she's always longed for: human again. No longer forced to smile through her suffering, no longer forced to repeat the same painful routines, keep up whatever mannerisms it takes to play her role. No longer a puppet for the greater good.

And she finds that freedom tastes like cheap instant macaroni and a new sauce once a week, and looks like staring at the looming front door of her small apartment, which she hasn't stepped out of in a week or two.

What if someone on the street asks her to explain everything? Neuvillette used to shield her from troublesome encounters like that.

The beauty of neuvifuri to me is two people taking 500 years by each other's side for granted, and being so completely entirely lost when they're thrust into a new reality. Without each other.

#and so the mutual yearning may begin 😈😈😈 #they're so silly but also SO angsty your honor #they'd find a million stupid ways to break each other's hearts #neuvifuri #focallette #genshin 4.2 #genshin impact #genshin spoilers #neuvillette #furina #fari talks fic

[esmeraldablazingsky]

the only person in fontaine who i think should have visibly shredded abs is clorinde. look. listen. i have an essay

furina has maintained a performer’s figure for a long time but she’s more of an actress and singer than a dancer. she has the muscle tone of a macaroni noodle, and also her body composition is 80% pastry. but you know what we love her for that

navia is definitely deceptively strong for her hyper femme presentation. girlie puts in the work! shes not a gym rat tho. she has better things to do, and macarons to bake

wriothesley you could definitely make a case for more than the others, but also, consider this. he’s not a mangy half starved wolf anymore. he’s comfortable, he can get whatever he wants from the kitchen staff, he puts sugar in his tea. it’s not like he’s lost any of his combat edge but he doesn’t HAVE to be a lean mean fighting machine anymore, he has other strengths, and he likes it that way!

neuvillette is the world’s most pampered dragon. furina summoned him 400 years ago and proceeded to spend those 400 years ordering him premium water and making him do paperwork and try fancy foods with her. he does not want to go outside, except if it is to swim. you may not like it but this is the ideal sea-animal-guy body type (strong swimmer muscles smoothed over by a layer of squish, like a seal)

sigewinne is literally a marshmallow have you ever seen a ripped melusine I don’t think so. but that wasn’t in question, right?

clorinde though!! clorinde. duelist and bodyguard supreme, a well known figure whose athleticism is highly publicized. she doesn’t HAVE to have abs, but she’s definitely the fontaine character I would most readily believe does

#i can’t sleep and unfortunately this is what happens 👍 #apologies to Charlotte and the sibling trio who I do not have clear thoughts on #blazie speaks #genshin impact #I feel very strongly abt neuvillette ppl love to draw him with washboard abs and fhays fine but when I see him im like #who is that #abs discourse

[femdomdiaries]

Random Gojo Headcanons

If yall want me to put any of these into a separate post to better fit your blog theme let me know. It’s just random thoughts rn.

Tw: NSFW below cut. MDNI. One of these mentions breeding qnd pregnancy kink, the other mentions that gojo is a service switch.

SFW Headcanons (Realistic)

He's canonically addicted to sweets so do not underestimate what he would do for a Klondike bar.

On a museum date he would giggle and point everytime he sees a naked statue.

Doesn’t sleep often but when he does he often has nightmares about his past. Never when you’re around.

Doesn't drink but is fluent in drunk and can often be found being a bad influence to intoxicated people at parties.

Hope you don't get embarrassed easily because he has no shame and there will be loads of PDA.

Doesn’t wear headphones for the same reason he doesn’t get drunk.

He would steal your clothes, then when you catch him wearing your stuff, he'd deny that they're yours. You can't really fight him about it because he honestly wears it better anyway.

If you’re shorter than him (he’s 6’3 so likely), he rests his chin on your head when he hugs you from behind.

Chronically late so you have to tell him things in advance.

He always wins competitive games so now he tends to stick to creativity oriented ones like Minecraft. From an artistic perspective he tends to suck at those.

Obscure/Crack Headcanons

He licks the icing off the oreos and puts them back in the package.

Snags bites of your food but complains if you eat his food.

To make up for stealing your clothes he'd order you a "smoking hot outfit" he saw online. But when it arrives it’s barbie doll sized.

Don’t worry, he also got you these really nice shoes. But when the shoes come in they're also barbie doll sized. He puts them on his fingers and walks them up your face.

When he grabs ass or gropes you anywhere he says honk honk or beep beep or something like that.

Still has the original flappy bird on his phone. He holds the high score. Could have gotten higher but he lost interest after a couple thousand.

He made a portrait of you out of macaroni art. You keep it at your job. Your coworkers often say how they wish their children were still in the cute art making stage.

His phone wallpaper is a picture of you naked with hot face emojis censoring your private bits.

His lock screen is you with the potato filter.

Keeps a plant because plants are often unpredictable so even he wouldn't get that right by default.

Had an Undertale phase. You know how Sans is lazy and puts forth no effort because he knows it’ll all just be reset by the player anyway? Gojo canonically doesn’t get involved in major conflicts or try to solve everything because he knows that when he dies it’ll all just revert back to the usual. Twinnem.

Actively played pokemon go when it came out and was definitely on team instinct. Probably trespassed in weird places tryna catch rare pokemon and was single handedly carrying team instinct in his region. (Arguments could be made for team Mystic)

NSFW headcanons (realistic)

Bros the type to beg for sex in public then giggle loudly when you're trying not to get caught in the public bathroom

Since he's kinda just the best at everything, he's been worshipped his whole life, so praise would just go over his head. But degrading him? Using power play to humiliate him or make him seem inadequate in some way? Works wonders.

He would send you really explicit texts and get you all hot and bothered only for it to turn out that he was talking about tres leches cake.

Playfully mocks you for not being able to keep up with his stamina.

While he may have infinite cursed energy, he has a limit to his physical stamina and does eventually get tired after going too many rounds.

Believes that the future rides on the youth, so heavy on the breeding kink and pregnancy kink. Wants kids so if you'll allow it best believe this man is not pulling out.

Obscure/Crack NSFW Headcanons

As a service switch he's more than willing to make up for outperforming you by servicing you on demand. It doesn't matter where or when you're horny, he's all yours.

He gets even more turned on when you push him past his limits to use him like a toy.

Says he wants to bring "a special friend" to bed but it's just a stray cat he found. (If you're allergic, it's a life sized cat plush.)

Answers the phone during sex and doesn't care how loud you are, will talk as if nothing else is going on

"Oh, I have to take this. Oi, Nanami. Yes, this is a good time. Hmm? Oh, nobody's hurt, that's just (Y/n). Say hi (Y/n)."

You'd think his favorite sex toy would be some type of gawk gawk 3000 but no, it's a fleshlight that glows in the dark.

Would love to be a rope bunny but he’s just too strong and always breaks the restraints when he gets excited.

He’ll still want to be tied up if only for aesthetics. Maybe you’ll find curse imbued cuffs on the dark web or something.

#gojo satoru #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojo smut #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen #jjk crack #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen gojo #satoru gojo

[befuddled-calico-whump]

✨Content Tagging Guide✨

disclaimer: this is not directed at anyone, nor was it sparked because I've seen anyone mistagging anything. I just like lists and I'm going to make it everyone's problem :)

So you wanna write a story with darker themes, but are mayhaps a little uncertain about all the different content warnings you've seen.

Not to worry! Hopefully this quick guide will clear things up. To illustrate each level, I'm going to use macaroni and cheese as the content example. Without further ado...

cw: macaroni and cheese

^^this warning is very general. It tells the reader the content will show up at some point within the text, but doesn't specify the detail, use, or extent.

cw: macaroni and cheese (mentioned)

They drove through town, past the busy main street, and the factory where the local brand of macaroni and cheese got its packaging.

This warning tells readers the content will be mentioned; maybe in dialogue, or in a description, but not explored in detail.

cw: macaroni and cheese (discussed)

"I'm lactose intolerant," he said. "So I can't---well, I shouldn't eat stuff like that."

"But you did anyway?" they pressed. "I'm sorry, just... How did it feel? After?"

"Awful. I really should've listened to my common sense and ordered something besides mac and cheese."

As you'd expect, this warning tells the reader that the content will be discussed, either in conversation, or through a character's thoughts. Discussions can involve the moral implications of the content, how the content fits within the world, philosophies relating to the content, and the emotional or lasting effects of the content on a character.

cw: macaroni and cheese (referenced)

He tapped her shoulder. "Hey, I didn't see you after work yesterday, you okay?"

"Fine now," she said, shrugging. "I just had a bad batch of mac and cheese for lunch."

Very similar to "mentioned", this warning often implies a non-explicit, non-graphic mention of the content.

cw: macaroni and cheese (implied)

He frowned down at the bowl, then averted his eyes, appetite lost by the gooey yellow mass inside, and the heavy, creamy smell wafting off it.

This warning tells readers that the content is not outright stated, but the character's reactions and actions imply what's going on. If you could remove the context from the scene/paragraph in question and make it look like something else is happening, you probably have implied content. Note that there is a difference between simply "implied", and "heavily implied".

cw: macaroni and cheese (fade to black)

She took her seat at the table, queasiness building in her stomach. Her least-favorite food was to be served, and while she knew it would be rude to decline it, she wasn't looking forward to lunch. As the dreaded bowl was placed before her, she picked up the fork, and plunged it in.

Similar to implied, but instead of carrying on through the scene the content takes place in, fade to black builds up to the moment, and stops, often transitioning to the next scene before the content is given any kind of detail.

cw: macaroni and cheese (non-explicit)

For lunch, he was served a bowl of mac and cheese, one of his least favorite meals. He choked it down anyway, and hoped he wouldn't get an upset stomach.

This tells the reader the content will be present in some form, but not described in detail. It may have some active bearing on the character or plot, but won't be particularly graphic. While the character may be emotionally affected after the fact, the content itself is glossed over.

cw: macaroni and cheese (explicit)

The bowl was placed in front of him, steam still rising from the substance inside. He knew what it was before he looked. Mac and cheese. And he'd have to devour the entire bowl of it. He lifted the first forkful, strands of yellow cheese trailing from squishy curved noodles, all the way back into the bowl, even as he raised it to his mouth. Damn, it was extra cheesy. He knew his lactose intolerance just wouldn't hold up.

This is often used as the heaviest warning, telling readers that the content and the characters' reactions to it will be described in detail.

Again, this was something I mostly just wrote for fun, and to dramatize mac and cheese but I do hope someone out there finds it helpful. Let me know if there's a type I missed! :)

#most of this is commonly known but I Like List #writing reference #whump community #whump meta #writing resources #content guide

[coconutbabydoll]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･- abby with a black gf hc’s

paring: abby anderson x fem!black!reader

warnings: smut if you squint, barely proofread, that’s it lol!!

summary: abby with black gf hc’s because i’m black and i feel like it.

a/n: obviously so rushed omg, if there are any grammar,punctuation, spelling mistakes let me know. inspired by whoever did this first but i lost their username!! likes, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated but not mandatory as always :)

ꕤ lovesss when you wear your hair in it’s natural afro, seriously she compliments you every chance she get.

ꕤ likes your hair when it’s straighten also, but likes your afro better.

ꕤ helps you on your wash day, it’s quicker when she does it because her hands are bigger and she’s so gentle with you.

ꕤ helps you clean up the bathroom too, this girl is very fastidious.

ꕤ always with you when you make a trip to the hair store, just following you around like a lost puppy.

ꕤ you could be looking for a mielle shampoo and oil and abby would pick up an cantu shampoo bottle and be like “baby what about this, it says cleansing cream.” she doesn’t get it but shes trying.

ꕤ no matter how much you beg her not too, she pays for everything you get at the hair store.

ꕤ get anxious every time you get braids because it takes soooo long and she wants to make sure your okay and safe. constantly checking your location while your getting your hair done.

ꕤ the first time you went to get some fulani braids in your relationship she thought you were cheating, she didn’t realize you would take so long. two hours in she kept sending you texts asking if you were okay, three hours in she facetime you until you were done.

ꕤ she get sooo horny when she doesn’t see you for hours, like right after you get home from your hair appointment she wants to have sex but you’re usually so tired and tell her after your nap.

ꕤ after you wake up she’s hitting it from the back she gets so into it and accidentally pulls your hair forgetting you just got it done. you’re obviously quite irritated because it hurts and she feels horrible, “i’m so sorry,baby” just spilling out of her mouth.

ꕤ she just makes you cum by eating you out instead.

ꕤ usually doesn’t pay for your hair but if you ask her too she won’t hesitate.

ꕤ loves your family cookouts/gatherings but your parents kinda of intimidate her, she so convinced they don’t like her but you reassure her every time that’s just their demeanor they act like that around everybody.

ꕤ obsessed with your family’s food, especially on thanksgiving. she gets almost everything on her plate. her favorites are greens, ham, macaroni, and stuffing.

ꕤ and of course the famous sweet potato pie, that you make every year.

ꕤ she always tells you to make her an second plate cause she doesn’t wanna seem greedy.

ꕤ “baby can you pleasssee go make me another plate, i don’t wanna them to think i’m greedy.”

ꕤ usually just sits in the foldable baseball chair in the corner while your chatting it up with everybody.

ꕤ only person she really talks to in your family is your granddad (aww), you always wonder what they are talking about and why she seems so engaged in the conversation.

biggest baby ever omg i need her so bad :(((

#abby anderson #abby x reader #abby x fem!reader #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 𝓶𝓲𝓪 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ #abby x you #abby headcanons #abby tlou #abby the last of us #support pls #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x female reader #tlou2 #tlou fanfiction

[upsidedownwithsteve]

PART OF THE ‘SEQUELS’ REQUESTS. READ SLUGGER HERE

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Steve didn’t look sorry, not one bit. 

You got the call from Hopper just as you were about to start dinner, a pot of water on the stove waiting to be boiled. The phone rang, you rolled your eyes and then you were taking the spare keys from the hook and climbing in Steve’s BMW. 

The chief met you at the front desk, moustache twitching as he tried not to smirk, too amused at the situation, at how your feet were stuffed in bunny slippers, your hair too messy and your legs bare in sleep shorts that were actually from Steve’s old basketball uniform. 

“Did I interrupt?” Hopper asked, brows raised. 

“My macaroni is going to be mush,” you said in reply, peering behind him to catch a glimpse of a wild haired boy on the other side of the glass. “Is he okay? Why’d you bring him in?”

The older man sighed, seemingly apologetic. He dropped his voice and scratched at his jaw, nodding subtly to the two young officers that were sitting at their desks doing paperwork. “Had new recruits with me. Had to set an example,” Hopper explained. “If I keep letting you all off with the shit you pull, I’ll have the mayor leading the town with a pitchfork to my front door.”

You winced, understanding. You’d lost count of the times Jim Hopper had pulled over Steve or Nancy, peering into the back of the car with a furrowed brow as he counted five, no, seven other bodies crammed together, walkie talkies and rucksacks in hand, all murmuring awkward greetings as they waved hello. 

Eddie missed out on a fine for playing his guitar too loud at an ungodly hour, the rest of the trailer park wondering how the town menace got off scot free, how he was able to wave to them the next morning, guitar still in hand and a smug smile on his face. 

Jonathan had crashed his car into a stop sign last summer - the dent still there, the pole never replaced - all because Dustin had yelled frantically about another gate opening, pointing into the trees at something that turned out to be a deer. Jonathan had panicked and sent the car off the road, mounting the curb and giving three of the kids whiplash for their unnecessary shouting. 

“Anyway, he’s not charged with anything,” Hopper gestured towards his office, silently asking you to follow. The station was busy with beeps of fax machines, ringing phones and the gurgle of a too old coffee machine. “Wouldn’t do that to him. Joyce would kill me.”

You scoffed, trailing behind him, your fuzzy slippers slapping on the linoleum. “You don’t think I would?”

Hopper snorted, opening the door and letting you enter first. “You’re still on thin ice for the mall incident, kid. Cindy’s nose has just reset, don’t push it.” You had the decency to squirm under the chief's stare, looking contrite before he smirked. Your hand still throbbed at the memory. “Cmon, he’s in my office, sulking.”

Steve was indeed sulking. His head was bent when you entered, long legs spread out in front of him as he sat low in the chair in front of Hop’s desk. His hair was falling into his face, and you didn’t see the extent of the damage until you bent in front of him, eyes concerned. You caught sight of a new bruise, a split lip and some blood before he lifted his face for you, eyes widening at your sudden appearance. 

“Hey, babe,” he tried, voice wheedling, nervous. 

“Steven, what the fuck?”

Hopper snorted. 

“I’m fine,” he immediately began, sitting up and reaching for you. His hand found yours, coaxing you to stand, bringing you between his knees. “Nice slippers, you get dressed up for me?”

You slapped at his shoulder, glaring. Steve grinned even with his bloodied lip, eyes bright despite the red that circled around his right one, the blue and black edges of a mark beginning to appear. He saw your expression falter, eyebrows ticking up, lips downturned. 

“Baby, I’m fine,” he said again, softer and more serious now. His hand squeezed yours. “Promise.”

“Hagan looks worse, I can assure you,” Hopper grunted, opening desk drawers and seemingly looking for something. He hummed when he found it, throwing the small first aid kit across the desk to you. “Sort his sorry ass out, would you, kid? I need to go make his paperwork disappear.”

When Hopper left, you turned back to Steve, hands carding through his hair and making him look up at you. You raised your brows, questioning. “Tommy?”

Steve shrugged, looking surly, his eyes set on the ceiling instead of you. You sighed, letting go of him - much to Steve’s upset - leaning back on the edge of Hopper’s desk instead. Tommy and Steve were hardly best friends anymore, in fact, they’d barely spoken since the incident with Nancy and the cinema. But they were civil, nodding stiffly when they passed each other around town, tight smiles and raised brows when their parents forced them to country club events. 

“He’s a dick,” Steve replied flatly. 

You snorted. “Tommy Hagan has been a dick since second grade, Steve. You haven’t to maul him before. What happened?”

 Your boyfriend rolled his eyes. “I didn’t try to maul him, god. You hang out with Eddie too much.”

Leaning forward to caught his right hand, holding in between you both. His knuckles were an angry red, some split, blood dried and settling in the lines of his skin. You stared at him, deadpan expression. “No? This is just, what? A fist bump gone wrong?”

Steve glowered. 

“What happened?” You asked again, opening the first aid kit as you waited, knowing Steve wouldn’t - and couldn’t - stay moody with you for too long. 

The boy sighed, shuffling forward to let you drag a cotton ball soaked in antiseptic across his knuckles, hissing at the burn. But you held his hand in yours so gently, he didn’t dare snatch it away. 

“He was saying shit to Max,” Steve finally relented, eyes hardening as he recalled the story. “She fucked up a trick or somethin’ sent her board into the wheel of his car. Didn’t even leave a mark or nothing.”

You stopped, waiting, throat thick. If the kids were involved, if Max had been involved… well. You weren’t sure you wanted to see the state of Tommy’s face. 

“But he just started yelling. Got all up in her face about it, could tell he never knew I was there, he didn’t see me. And then— then he started saying shit about Billy.”

You held your breath. Fuck. 

Steve swallowed hard, closed his eyes and set his lips in a straight line when you came closer, kneeling back between his legs to catch his chin in your hand, cleaning up the blood around his mouth. You wanted to kiss him, to tell him it didn’t matter anymore, you weren’t mad at him, but he kept talking. 

“I know Hargrove wasn’t a good guy. Shit, we all know that. Even Max. But he was her brother and she had to watch him— she had to watch it. And Tommy was being fucking vile, telling her things that weren’t true and god, babe, Max started tearing up and I just lost it.”

You leant in and kissed him, square on the mouth, tasting metal and medicine, a little of Steve underneath. He flinched but returned the sentiment, a soft noise leaving his throat at your sudden affection. 

���Is Max okay?” You asked when you pulled back, cotton balls and bandaids abandoned in favour of running your thumbs over Steve’s jaw instead. He nodded, telling you that Hop dropped her off at Eddie’s, warning the other boy that he wasn’t allowed to hunt down Hagan either. “Good. Are you okay?”

Steve wrinkled his nose, gazing up at you. “Yeah m’fine. You’re not mad?”

You tucked your bottom lip between your teeth, hiding your smile. You shook your head, smoothed your thumbs over his cuts and scrapes, over the line of his cheekbone and the sensitive spot under his ear. Steve shivered and leaned in, giving you access to do whatever you wanted. 

“I’m not mad, no,” you said softly, voice sticky with adoration. “My baby’s a badass.”

His cheeks turned pink at that, all flushed and pretty looking, head tilting up until his nose bumped yours and you gave him what he wanted. A sweet kiss, soft and a little lingering, only breaking away when Hopper made a big fuss of shuffling back in, ripped up pieces of paper stuffed in his pockets, a small smirk on his face. 

After, Steve let you drive him home, your bunny slippers on the pedals, his hand on your bare thigh. He perched himself on the kitchen counter without arguing, the same place he’d placed you after you’d brawled with Cindy. The boy was just as reluctant when you produced more antiseptic, cotton soaked and wielded like a weapon as you asked him to sit still for you. He didn’t need any Band-Aids, so you granted him another kiss, soft over his poor, split lip and he only let you go - albeit, grudgingly - to call Max and check in.

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