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its-tortle · 3 months
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— taylor swift albums as months of the year —
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hazel-callahans · 8 months
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pj knows the exact way into hazel’s heart, i think
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hairmetal666 · 8 days
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Everyone in the league knows about Eddie Munson. He has the makings of a great pitcher, except for the fact that his slider has a 75% chance of sliding too high and his fastballs mostly end up in the dirt. His technique is wild, flailing, unrestrained. Which is why Steve is beside himself when he learns about the trade.
The owners, they think that Steve being the best catcher in the league means he can work with Eddie, settle him, make him a real prospect. Steve's input isn't needed with the decision already made, but Munson--with all his tattoos piercings and leather--looks like he'd rather hock a loogie at Steve than take directions from him.
And Steve is the best in the league, the glue that keeps the team together. They're a well-oiled machine, and Eddie is--Eddie is a squeaky wheel.
They meet for the first time, briefly, in the locker room. He's seen the guy before, of course, but now, like this, he can't help but be intrigued by his pale skin and long curls and brown doe-eyes, his lightly muscled frame. And they're in the locker room, Eddie with just a towel around his waist, exposing his toned chest and stomach and the black swirl of his tattoos.
"Steve Harrington!" Eddie reaches out a hand. "Great to meet you, man."
"You too. Excited to have you with us." The handshake is quick and firm and Steve is trying not to be surprised about how excited and genuine the guy sounds, keep his mind away from thinking of how Eddie is naked aside from the towel.
With only a few weeks until the start of the regular season, Eddie starts pitching to Steve. And Steve, he so expects Eddie to fight and grumble and refuse, that his head sort of spins when, on the first day, Eddie claps him on the back with his glove, says, "where do you want me, cap?" and that's that.
He wants to say that they dislike each other, that they're a bad fit, that Eddie is full himself and refuses constructive criticism.
Instead.
Instead it's easy.
Eddie doesn't complain, doesn't argue, just watches Steve, learns him, takes his advice and notes and implements them as much as he can. They like each other, have an easy rapport, get each other. He's tight with all the pitchers, but Eddie is different. They settle each other.
They're best friends. They hangout constantly. And he doesn't have a crush; he doesn't. It would be unprofessional. They're best friends.
But sometimes, sometimes he thinks he catches Eddie looking at him. It's impossible. Of course it's impossible. Eddie couldn't be into the guy Sports Illustrated called "baseball's Ralph Lauren model" in the intro to Steve's Body Issue photo spread. And it doesn't matter one way or the other because Steve won't make a move. He won't jeopardize the team like that.
They don't touch. He touches everyone on the team, often, and Eddie particularly is a physical guy, but aside from that first handshake, he keeps his distance. Steve's afraid--even though it's silly, he's afraid--that once they start touching, he won't be able to stop, and he can't let that happen.
The team is good, competing for first place in the National League. Eddie's success has made everyone else better.
It's late July, they're in first place in the league, and Eddie's pitching a perfect game. There's only been 24 perfect games thrown in the history of Major League Baseball, but it's the eighth inning and Eddie's doing it.
A pitch goes wild, veers high over the umpire's head. Eddie's shaken, Steve can tell with how his fist tightens compulsively around the ball. The next pitch swings wide, towards the batter's knees.
The count is at 2 balls, no strikes, and he can see, even from behind home plate Steve can see, that Eddie's losing it. He heads for the mound, refuses to let it end like this. He closes the distance between them, has a quick internal debate before he puts his hand on Eddie's lower back. They've never touched, this is it, this is--warmth bleeds from Eddie's skin, through the fabric of his jersey, goes straight to Steve's head.
Eddie frowns. "I don't think I--"
"You're going to do it, Ed. I know. I can feel it." He pats his chest, over his heart. "It's gonna happen."
Eddie's breathing settles and it's only then that Steve realizes he's rubbing circles into Eddie's back with his thumb. He's not sure when he started, doesn't want to stop, loves being able to feel.
"Okay," Eddie says.
"Okay."
Steve removes his hand, heads back to home, still tingling with the warmth of Eddie's body even as he crouches behind the plate.
He closes out the inning with three definitive strike outs. The crowd goes wild.
They take the field for the top of the 9th, the crowd is screaming, ready for this, the energy zipping through every player on the field.
It goes by in a blur. Nine pitches. Eddie's perfect game is wrapped up in nine phenomenal pitches.
As the ump calls the last out, there's a moment of complete and utter quiet in the stadium, Steve's heart a pounding hum in his ears, before pandemonium breaks loose. There's screaming, fireworks, someone is crying--
All he can see is Eddie. Eddie's who's thrown his glove to the dirt, is barreling towards him with a triumphant smile bright on his face. Steve stands, runs to close the distance. He sees the moment that Eddie decides to jump into his arms, catches him easily--will always catch him--but his legs are tired and the momentum gets him, sends them tumbling back into the grass.
They're both yelling, laughing, smiling hard enough to hurt. Eddie's hair has fallen out if its tie, tumbling around his shoulders, and Steve gazes at him, can't help it, in this moment can admit that he's so, so astronomically in love.
It's only then Steve realizes that the laughter's stopped, that Eddie's gazing back. Brown eyes shining bright with happiness, cheeks flushed pink, lips parted. Thoughtless, he reaches up to caress Eddie's cheek.
The team reaches them, streaming around them, yanking Eddie and Steve to their feet. The celebration stretches around them, the moment slipping away. He wants to finish what they started but there are interviews, champagne showers, congratulations, that keep them apart. Sometimes, from across the room, their eyes meet, and there's heat there that's new, that sparks something low in Steve's gut.
Hours pass, and finally he finds himself alone in the locker room. He's just pulled on his t-shirt when the door shuts behind him. He spins, finds Eddie, waiting, watching.
He crosses the room without a word, can't not, not now, not after everything. They grapple for a second, the wanting so strong that it takes a second to settle, to find each other. They kiss hard, desperate, seething with desire.
Steve hopes it never ends and it doesn't, just tapers into soft kisses, gentle nips. He can't bring himself to step away.
"Is this for real ?" Eddie whispers.
"I've been insane about you since the trade."
Eddie's smile is blinding. "I used to have those pictures of you--the ones with the little red shorts?--in my locker in the minors. Feel like I'm living in a dream right now."
It lights him up inside, knowing that Eddie wants him, has wanted him. "Let me take you home and show you just how real it is?"
He snorts, but his dimples deepen, eyes shining. "What a line, sweetheart."
"Yeah well, the baseball field isn't the only place where I hit home runs."
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habken · 1 year
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villain attack part 1
scammers to lovers <3 part 1 | part 2 | part 3
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choccy-milky · 6 days
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modern AU seb and clora's first interaction 📘📗 (and by modern AU i actually mean super trope-filled high school romance set in the 80's/90's LOL)
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leahaart · 16 days
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riumeri · 10 months
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150% love for cats!
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scealaiscoite · 2 months
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exes to lovers prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-
¹⁾ “there probably isn’t a worse possible time in the world for me to bring this up, but i wanted to tell you how sorry i am for how things ended.”
²⁾ “i miss us. is that weird to say?”
³⁾ “they’re not good for you.” “and what would you, of all people, know about being good for me?!”
⁴⁾ “it’s hard to not fall back into old habits. everything just feels so familiar with them, y’know? it feels like going home after a long day and finally feeling safe again.”
⁵⁾ “i want to try again.”
⁶⁾ “i think we’re always going to end up finding our way back to each other.” “that’s what i’m afraid of.”
⁷⁾ “i can’t help but find it terribly funny that you think you’re in any position to give me dating advice.”
⁸⁾ “we used to live together. are you telling me that staying the night in the same place is too close a proximity for us to share?”
⁹⁾ “we’ve both changed so much. i can’t help but wonder what we’d be like together now.”
¹⁰⁾ “maybe the fact we have such a hard time staying away from one another says something.”
-ˏˋ actions / scenarios ˊˎ-
¹⁾ running into each other at a place they used to frequent together as a couple
²⁾ slipping up and calling them by a nickname/petname in conversation
³⁾ hearing of their new partner, and feeling inexplicably sad
⁴⁾ neither of them having an s/o to spend the following holiday with, so they resolve to just spend the day together
⁵⁾ giving their new partner advice on how to treat them, and it resulting in a row when the other person finds out
⁶⁾ finding out that the other has kept an item of clothing belonging to them, by accidentally running into them whilst they’re wearing it
⁷⁾ their friends and family taking bets on how long it’ll be before they get back together
⁸⁾ both getting set up on blind dates - only to arrive, and realise they’ve been paired with one another
⁹⁾ one character being given advice by a friend about moving on, and accidentally being overheard by their ex who was trying to build up the courage to make amends
¹⁰⁾ gravitating towards each other when in need of comfort after a stressful/traumatic experience
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a-dauntless-daffodil · 2 months
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Charlie, 1 year into knowing Vaggie: "This is my new best friend Vaggie! As you can see she is beautiful and funny and maybe a little preoccupied with thoughts of stabbing people BUT when she smiles all of hell melts away and when she hugs you YOU feel like YOU'RE melting, in a good way! Anyway she went from sleeping in a corner of the room to sharing a bed with me bc she has nightmares and I'm very good at making her feel better afterwards." (proud) "Also I'm touch starved as fuck after all these years alone and she's totally cool with that." (thirsty)
Charlie, 2 years into knowing Vaggie: "Yes we slow dance together sometimes. Yes she's literally the prettiest thing in all creation. No I don't know what I'd do without her anymore. Yes we can shop for all of each other's hygiene products without having to ask what to get first. Yes we are best friends. Yes I'm starting to think I might be bi but that's a completely separate topic from-"
Charlie, 3 years into knowing Vaggie: "We have a problem. Neither of us is sure when we started dating. We have NO idea when our anniversary is."
Vaggie: "We could just use the day we met. Like, all kissing aside, I think that's kinda when my life changed for the better anyway."
Charlie: "And this is why I'm dating you~" (smooches her)
Charlie: ".... i think it's why, anyway. I honestly don't even know if I was the one who asked you out."
Vaggie: "You bandaged my eye socket, babe. That's close enough."
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mikrotyalm13 · 2 months
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alright imagine. as of late, heavy breathing could be heard coming from under your bed at night. you haven't looked under there, of course, you don't have a damn deathwish, and you haven't told about it to anyone, bc people would probably think that you're crazy. or you don't trust your own ears, thinking your mind is playing tricks on you. either way, your sleep schedule is ruined.
well, what if you miraculously fell asleep but left your arm hanging off the edge of the bed? you wake up to a surprisingly warm and gentle touch to your hand. the gesture seems almost meek, too careful. you don't have any pets, and if you do, they're either sleeping in their own places or right next to you.
fell asleep, but all your limbs are on the bed? you wake up in the mornings from strange wet dreams, where terror and arousal are intertwined into one. you don't remember much of them, but the bits and pieces that remain in your memory... big, strangely familiar hands holding your hips while its own rested between your thighs. the same seemingly cursed bed, and the sheets on it, which you desperately grasp as your vision blurs in anticipation of another orgasm. you don't see faces, you don't hear voices. only heavy breathing and the warmth oozing through the skin of a creature you don't know.
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taylornation · 11 months
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Gxgjxkhdkdkydkhdkhfjvjfj!!! It’s been 4 years of You Need to Calm Down! Celebrating all the LGBTQ+ Swifties this Pride Month and EVERY month! 🏳️‍🌈💖
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jakeperalta · 3 months
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defining a "comfort album" as whatever feels right to you :)
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sentientsky · 5 months
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...comedy. right, okay, so we're just saying things now??
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freensrcha · 11 months
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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH
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expiredsoda · 6 months
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SLIGHT SPOILERS of resident lover donna's route BEWARE ?🐢
(just the shits and giggles, nothing serious ig but better safe then sorry though ówo
anyway i draw out a couple of scene that I enjoy they're so adorable I can not stop squealing and screaming through out the whole playthrough so yeah W game
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game of the year, game of the century, a 10000 out of 10, the devs have done a wonderful job, they ate it up for real, the amount of gratitude towards them I can not express enough, I love them all <3333 🐢
here have a smug kitty angie :
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seriously bro I love this game qwq thank you all
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ghostbkg · 1 month
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🌱🍅 umemiya hajime
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