#my nails came!

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

This brighten my day up! I ordered some nails online I can’t wait to put them on! They are so beautiful!!

#they are here!!! #my nails came! #I’m so excited! #valval speaks #strawhat pirates #the witch of one piece #jolly rogers #press on nails! #stickers #mugiwara #they are so beautiful 🤩

[turtlespancake]

i love seeing out of context posts about long-running stories with deep lore because it's always shit like "MAJOR SPOILER WARNING!! i can't believe that the metallic athenaeum's envoy actually used never-ending dance of the 57th universe on rionne as if she's not LITERALLY the incarnate of august?!?!" it's like buddy boy thank you for the spoiler tag but all of those words are incomprehensible without at least 5 years of foreshadowed knowledge, 7 different fan theories, and 21 wiki entries

#rambling #this post was about 3 different fandoms #number 1 was my friend trying to explain to me what was happening to dazai bungo stray dogs (i have not seen bungo stray dogs) #number 2 was ominscient reader viewpoint. anything tagged MAJOR SPOILERS for orv is either completely incomprehensible or like. #an image of someone interacting with a book. and somehow BOTH manage to be emotionally devastating in context #number 3 was me trying to explain genshin lore to a friend and realizing i sounded deranged saying shit like #“after the primoridal one fought the second who came celestia used nails to supposedly heal the land but enkanomiya still sank rip” #how did the wot fandom find this i am a gaming blog mostly..

[sharkysherbetz]

#Linked universe #lu #downfall duo #lu Hyrule #lu legend #my art #if you see mistakes no you dont #dont look at legends hands okay they look messed up #but he definitely wears bright pink nail polish #also hes supposed to be spinning the fire rod idk if it came across well #i didn't know what to caption this tbh

[shimmershy]

Just two siblings back from the dead, hanging out, totally not using this opportunity to torment one another for the rest of time! <3

Chara Week Day 4: Flowers

[Image Description: A digital drawing of Chara and Flowey from Undertale. They're on the Surface, with grass and trees and mountains stretching out behind them. Chara has golden flowers clustered around their left eye and speckled in their hair and on their hands. They're kneeling on the ground and smiling wide, holding Flowey's flower pot in one arm. Their other hand is outstretched in front of them and holding a camera. Flowey has a red bow wrapped around his stem and stickers in the shape of hearts, stars, and smiley faces decorating his pot. He looks annoyed as Chara leans their face in close to his to take a photo. /End ID]

#chara week #chara week 2023 #safeutdr #undertale #chara dreemurr #my art #flowey #undertale flowey #undertale chara #chara undertale #flowey undertale #chara #there were a lot of things I could have done with the flowers prompt but I wanted to do something more wholesome than my last post #plus this was the first thing that came to mind. flowey is a flower. and I usually draw Chara with flowers all over them post-pacifist so #it's like the golden flowers became a part of both of them after they got resurrected. ✨symbolism ✨ idk. #the stickers on Flowey's pot are courtesy of Frisk. they like decorating everything with stickers #also. sorry for giving every character I draw black nail polish. it will happen again. </3 #i'm not super satisfied with the background of this one because I was pretty lazy with it and it doesn't mesh well with the foreground #buuuuut I'm fine with it because I don't want to spend more time fixing it. and it's like. fine. just not as good as it COULD be #also I'm new to writing image descriptions so if there's anything I could adjust/describe better let me know #I just thought I should try adding one when I can #🌼

[buoryok]

Finally got my nails done.

Heavily inspired by @quazies latest pootis episode.

Amazing 💗💗💗💗😭😭😭😭

#team fortress 2 #fanart #nail design #tf2 pootis #tf2 medimedes #quazies #ironically pootis came out shorter because of my thumb nail problem #art #buoryok picture

[spineless-lobster]

Welcome back to: lobz references a dead meme in the fandom they joined a bit late!

#fr tho this was SO FUN to draw and it came out so well in super proud #I fucking love trying new stuff in my art and this was so successful I’m so hyped lol #gave them painted nails because they deserve it #hades game #thanatos hades #zagreus #hades fanart #my art #thanzag

[spookberry]

I actually had a couple more ocs i wanted to draw in the style but it took me 3 weeks just to get this far so

#i think i have a preference for designing character to be orange grey and blue hmm #my art #my ocs #pokemon #idk i often go thru phases where i just want to sit back and overanalyze a style in order to copy it #for this in particular i also wanted to draw my ocs in the trainer poses #cuz when i play the pokemon games i turn the player character into an oc instead for funsies #alice came out the best of rhe bunch ngl #hoshi looks good too but Alice is stunning #i nailed it for her #jorgie is the worst cuz i did her first lol

[koszmarnybudyn]

I should have chosen a diffrent backround color but oh well, at least you guys get to see the shirt i saw on pintrest a while ago and thought of Link instantly.

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #my art #link li wilson #im just slightly a liar i searched for Garfield shirts because i was drawing link and it came up actually #but for that drawing it wasnt right #i always interpret it as him being home schooled so basiclly “tell my dads im dead” but it doesn't really make sense #this was my first schetch actually this was the start of all this #scary painted his nails btw and the scars on his legs are from the soccer game in hell #he is so so sad (oh no they made her emooo)

[fidgetspringer-art]

✦ Linger ✦

#artists on tumblr #art #illustration #my art #digital art #digital drawing #my ocs #noah #oc art #You know that feeling when you're touch starved as all hell so when someone does touch you the feeling sticks around for hours after? #yeah that #with a side of Noah running away from what he REALLY wants but can't allow himself to keep #meaning he's then repeatedly shocked to realise he does in fact end up missing Martin every time he runs off #i'm still having a lot of fun experimenting with some new stuff #really happy with how this one came out though #i think i finally nailed that balance between texture and smoothness i've been trying to achieve for a while now #at the core of these experimets is the hunt for the style i have in mind for a future comic project #and i think this is very close to what i'm after #I want to use pop-art elements like these more as well #those bold colourful outlines and haphazard shapes slapped on top of things #messing with gouache on the side is genuinely helping me think differently when i paint digitally which is very neat #loving the process so far and excited to see what new skills i can learn from this

[elasgottoomuchfreetime]

[The 7 Warlords as Nail Art]

More Sets:

[Super Rookies as Nail Art]

[Straw Hat Pirates as Nail Art]

#i love nail art but lack the skill so I drew them instead #tumblr what did you do to the picture quality #One Piece Nail Art #can’t decide which one‘s my fave #they came out so well I‘m kinda proud #nail art #digital art #digital nail art #fanart #one piece #one piece fanart #seven warlords #shichibukai #donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo #sir crocodile #dracule mihawk #cross guild #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #buggy #mihawk #crocodile one piece #crocodile #boa hancock #gecko moria #kuma one piece #bartholomew kuma #inspired by one piece #my art

[codacheetah]

Heart to heart ❤️

#codacheetah #my art #in stars and time #isat #isat loop #gore tw #body horror tw #now you may be asking coda why are you posting this at like 4 am #well you see dear reader i do not like this drawing #i fought this fuckin thang tooth and nail i had to get it out of me or i'd die #anyways the caption for this on discord was 'put that thing back where it came from or so help me' but this is an Emo Drawing soooo. sorry #(by emo i mean i listened to suki suki daisuki on repeat and thing thisthing appeared in my periphery like an unwavering ghoul) #also anyways whether you count this as one of my Cute Loops is up to you but. it's in my personal collection. romance ❤️

[sketchyspirit]

All yours

(cropped) commission for the 54th chapter of @barmadumet 's fanfic Streets of Gold ✨✨

#obikin #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #star wars #this was so fun ahhh my first time drawing de-aged obi wan and honestly #I nailed that sassy shallow graves look hngngn #like i am so proud of obi wans eyes and mouth #also spit kink forever we drool like men #but the pose holy the pose cost me so much time it was a fight but i am very content with how it came out #super nice commission work hmmm i wish i could post the uncropped version well #mine #commission

[jesterwriting]

Any chance you’d be willing to do some femdom with Sanji? Lots of mixing pain and praise pls? I’ll love you forever

pairing: sanji x reader

contents: dom!reader, sub!sanji, reader calls sanji good boy and pretty boy, sanji calls reader mademoiselle, leg humping, femdom, dacryphillia, reader slaps sanji and pulls his hair, sanji gets praised AND humiliated, sanji is naked, reader is fully clothed, there's like two mentions of feet and toes but its not foot fetish territory imo, reader kicks sanji in the balls once but hes into it so its fine

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!

word count: 1.2k words

note: okay so. i went a little crazy with this one. i think being dommed within an inch of his life would fix sanji and i had soooooo much fun with this request. thank you so much for sending it in <3

Lacing your fingers with Sanji’s blond locks, you carded your fingers through the soft strands with a small smile. His breathing was heavy, naked chest heaving under the force of it. Sanji’s eyes fluttered closed, leaning into your grasp with a content hum. You allowed him to enjoy your ministrations for a moment more before your grip tightened and you yanked him upward so that his face was inches from yours. He let out a gasp, thighs pressed tightly together at the rough handling.

“My pretty boy,” You crooned. Sanji was beautiful like this: completely naked and at your mercy. He was on his knees in front of you while you sat on his bed, clothed and wearing an expression of complete adoration. Even as tears made his blue eyes glassy, you didn’t let up your harsh treatment. Instead, you gave him a little shake. He let out the barest whimper. You fought the urge to give in and let him fuck you then and there, the only thing keeping you determined was the promise of a show you’d rather die than miss. “You can take it, can’t you? You’re always so good for me.”

Sanji nodded, a moan spilling from his lips when your fingers tightened and sharp, manicured nails dug into his scalp.

“Use your words, love.”

He swallowed hard, Adam’s apple bobbing as he wet his dry lips. “Anything for you, mademoiselle.”

“Good boy.” With that, you lowered him back down to his knees. To an untrained ear, Sanji’s sigh would have sounded like relief, no longer being held by his hair and finally back on the ground after a minute of suspension. You, however, knew better. Your sweet boy was disappointed.

You couldn’t have that.

Without missing a beat, you reared back and smacked him hard across the face. The sound of your palm against his skin reverberated through the room, nearly drowned out by Sanji’s groan of pleasure. His hips flexed, weeping cock bobbing as he thrusted into thin air. A puddle of precum had formed at your feet. You dipped your toe into the sticky fluid and wiped it on your boyfriend’s thigh, admiring the sheen of slick against his pale skin. He shivered under your touch.

“Did that feel good?” You traced his bottom lip with your thumb. “I love seeing you like this, all desperate and horny. It’s lovely. You’re lovely.”

Sanji whimpered in response. A purple bruise had started to form where you hit him. A beautiful bloom decorating him, proving that he was yours and yours alone. Your breathing hitched ever so slightly. Despite your act, you were not entirely unaffected. Your clit throbbed behind layers of clothes and your mouth watered at the thought of wrapping your lips around Sanji’s length. As if reading your thoughts, your boyfriend pawed at the buttons of your blouse.

“Let me see you, please. Your beauty is beyond compare, mademoiselle, don’t hide from me,” He begged. Though you both knew his nimble fingers could undress you in seconds, he was purposefully clumsy as he waited for your response.

With a small smile, you ground your foot into his crotch. Sanji doubled over with a gasp, his hands no longer preoccupied with your clothes, wound tight against your ankle.

“Why would I let a pervert like you see me naked?” Sanji whined when you leaned down to brush your lips against his forehead. Tears flowed down his cheeks, salty rivers you wanted to trace with your tongue. Instead, you wiped them away with your thumb. “You’re my boy, and I get to admire you as much as I like. You, on the other hand, have to wait. You can wait, can’t you?”

He sniffed thickly, nose clogged from crying. “I can wait, I can be good.”

With your nail, you pressed into the bruise on his cheek. Sanji squirmed, dick jumping, desperate for friction you hadn’t allowed yet. He looked so pitiful like this. The skin of his chest was stained a deep red from the chest up, with watery eyes, and plump, parted lips that screamed for you to capture them. You indulged yourself for a second, pressing yourself against him. Sanji met you, desperation coloring his every movement. The kiss was sloppy. Saliva, snot, and tears smeared your face as his tongue pressed against yours.

“You’ve been so good for me,” You praised when you pulled back, ignoring Sanji’s disappointed sob. He nodded in response and looked up at you from under his lashes. “Hands behind your back, pretty boy, I’ll give you something tonight, just like I promised.” You crossed one leg over the other, dangling your left leg off the bed until your toes touched the ground. “Go on. Hump my leg.”

The words barely left your mouth before Sanji was on you, trailing open mouth kisses along your clothed thigh as he dragged his cock along your shin. His whole body shook, his dick staining your jeans with precum as he rutted his hips against you.

You grinned. “You like that, don’t you? Humping my leg like a dog?”

Sanji let out a cry when you dragged your big toe down his heavy, cum-filled balls. “Yes, mademoiselle!”

“It’s so cute that you can cum from this.” His thrusts were sloppy and without rhythm. Blond hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat, his breath coming out in heady pants as he chased his release. “That’s it, how do you feel?”

Gasping, Sanji buried his face on your thigh. His words came out muffled. “S-So close, mademoiselle, I’m so close.”

You admired the curve of his ass, looking plump and delectable as he pistoned his hips against your leg. The entire scene was so pathetic, you were sure your panties were ruined. A part of you was surprised Sanji couldn’t see your slick staining the front of your pants, or maybe he was too preoccupied with himself that he hardly noticed. You loved seeing your boyfriend like this. He was always so attentive to you. Watching him lose himself to the bare minimum never failed to get you wet.

“Be a good boy and cum.”

Sanji threw his head back, his jaw hanging open and eyes clenched shut. Spurts of semen painted your shin as he ground against you, chasing the last, sensitive remains of his orgasm against your leg. The tip of his cock smeared cum into the fabric of your clothes.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” He repeated the words over and over again, even as his hips twitched and his body shook from the weight of his orgasm. Sanji’s body slumped to the ground. You caught his weightless body, dragging him into bed beside you so you could wrap your arms around him and rest his head on your chest.

“Feel better?”

Sanji laughed, boneless in your arms. “I’ll feel even better once I take care of you, my love.”

You laughed at his declaration. There was no way your boyfriend would be capable of moving for the next hour or so, unless a magic fairy came in and blessed him with the stamina of a workhorse. “What I want right now is to trace shapes into your back until you fall asleep.”

“But-”

“No buts, go to sleep.”

Too tired to argue anymore, Sanji snuggled deeper into your side. His only argument was a displeased sigh that you happily ignored.

“When I wake up,” He promised.

“When you wake up,” You conceded with a smile.

#one piece x reader #black leg sanji x reader #sanji x reader #sanji x yn #sanji x you #black leg sanji x yn #black leg sanji x you #one piece imagines #shout out to closer by nine inch nails and monster by lady gaga for turning me crazy while writing this #i literally got possessed and came to two hours later and this was in my word doc #.jesterwrites

[wexhappyxfew]

hey!! could i request "enjoying the sun that's warming their face" for whichever character/ship you're feeling? thank youuu 💕

hello anon! thank you so much for stopping by the askbox! and thank you even more so for sending in a prompt - i really loved getting to work with this prompt so so much and it honestly led me to a (1) new OC for MoTA and (2) writing with a new character from MoTA that I wanted to try some writing for! :) SO, i hope you enjoy the first introduction to WAC, Lieutenant Annie Chattaway from Mankato, Minnesota!

It was a wonder to Annie what a Lieutenant bar did to a man.

Not only did she watch men seem to hastily salute in her direction, or shove each other quickly to their feet, but they watched her with a shaky gaze before she kept on moving past.

The bright sunlight above seemed fit for arrival, her transport having dropped her by the entrance to Thorpe Abbotts, with Colonel Harding taking her in for introductions, hand-shaking and flattery. Now, with her belongings sorted out and her bearings gathered, she was in search of a few select names that Harding had graciously offered up.

"Looking for something special?"

The rumble of a military-grade jeep, fumes and all, pulled up beside her in a hurry, screeching to a halt, the breaks in need of a good oiling, and a smiley Major in the front seat. Annie halted for a moment there on the tarmac and offered a sweet smile, from behind the Raybands and her cap and stepped to the edge of the jeep.

"Depends on who's asking." she told him with a smile and a nod, before saluting.

"John Egan, uh, Major Egan," he said, another smile spreading on his lips, tilting his head to the side, "Bucky if you like." More widening of the grin.

"Pleasure to meet you, Major Egan," she said, dismissing his grinny self and stuck out a hand forward, "Lieutenant Chattaway, just in from Fort Des Moines. I've been assigned here, as a translator."

Major Egan made a show of raising his brow from behind his own pair of Raybands and leaned forward, arm up over the passenger's side of the jeep, hand on the steering wheel and smirked.

"Sounds like you got yourself into a nice gig," he said, "….translator, huh?" Annie stared at him from behind her Raybands. Right.

"Can I ask where your mess hall is, sir?" she asked him, side-stepping the translator question, "Colonel Harding mentioned it after introductions."

"Wanna hop in? I could give you a ride over, chat over coffee, hey, I'll even show you where the officers' club is." he said and then scooched back to his side and nodded to the seat, smiling, "Take it or leave it." Annie watched him for a moment and debated her options - ride with Major Egan, possibly get some coffee that he definitely knew the location of, or continue to wander around base looking like a sorry excuse for a bull in a china shop.

"Major."

Annie turned to behind her, following Major Egan's line of sight, and found a Captain walking towards them, his eyes squinting in the bright sunlight, saluting Major Egan and then turning his eyes to her. He watched her for a moment, before she quickly saluted him, watching him quietly from behind her Raybands - tall, large stature, soft eyes.

To think he was a pilot by the way his peak cap covered his head, seeing all the war the planes brought to the air and the sky around.

"Brady, just in time," cooed Egan, jumping up from his seat in the jeep and coming towards the Captain - Brady - wrapping an arm around his shoulder and nodding, Brady slowly looking towards Egan with a tired look.

"This is Lieutenant Chattaway," Egan said with a nod to her, "didn't find the time for a first name, but I know it's there. She's gonna be translating." Brady eyed her for a moment.

"Pleasure to have you here, Lieutenant Chattaway." Brady said, nodding firmly, a quick itch of a smile on his face before disappearing and looking over to Egan, "Major Egan, I've been meaning to discuss with you-"

"Later." Egan said, clapping Brady on the shoulder, "right now, we gotta show Lieutenant 'No Name' Chattaway to the mess hall. Get her some grub." Brady glanced her way again - she stared right back at him through her Raybands and cleared her throat.

"It's fine really, sir," she said quickly, "I can find my way." She smiled slightly.

"Nah! Nah, c'mon, Lieutenant," Egan said, "look, here, Brady and I, consider us your personal tour guides-"

"Major-"

"C'mon, let's roll." Egan said and then gave Brady a clap on the shoulder and a wink and then moved back towards the jeep. The two watched him go before standing in silence.

Annie looked back towards Brady and found him already watching her; when he caught her eyes on him, he offered a small smile.

"You doing alright?" he asked her, the smile on his face soft, the sunlight bathing his face in a golden light; looking up towards him she put on her best smile and nodded.

"Yes, sir." she said firmly.

"He can be…." Brady trailed off and looked over her shoulder and nodded, "….yeah."

"It's fine, really, sir," she said, "seems like a fun guy." Brady grinned at her comment and nodded, before looking down.

"Probably best if we get in the jeep, before he starts well…." Brady smirked, "….you can probably guess." Brady imitated a little circle beside his head - before he starts going crazy, she seemed to finish it off in her mind. Annie smiled.

"Captain John Brady," he said, holding out his hand, "I know Major Egan introduced you as Lieutenant 'No Name' Chattaway, but that's-"

"Annie." she said, meeting his hand - warm as anything, encasing her own, firm, "Annie Chattaway." A loud beep-beep and a rumble of an engine appeared beside them with a slightly, pathetically disgruntled Major Egan in the front seat.

"C'monnn, let's goooo," he said, clapping his hands in front of him, "days changing to night, I think the first leaves of fall have come down." Annie looked back over to Brady and watched the small smile dart onto his face.

"What? Are you going to turn into a pumpkin, sir?" Annie questioned turning to him and moving towards the passenger side, before climbing right in the back, looking over to Egan who was smirking at her - she glanced then at Brady, "Will you be joining us, Captain?" Brady looked to her and then offered her a smile and climbed in the passengers' side.

"What would happen if I turn into a pumpkin, huh?" Egan called over his shoulder, "You hear that, Brady, she thinks I'll turn into a pumpkin!" He started up the jeep.

"I think a pumpkin is being generous, sir!" Brady called back over the roar of the jeep as they moved towards the barracks. Annie smirked to herself and admired the life around base - the Land Army women, the townsfolk, the pilots, the airmen, the ground crews, the sky, the sun, the trees. The world as they knew it.

"So, Chattaway, where you from? Wisconsin? Harding mentioned something or other..." Egan called over his shoulder, "They make cheese right?"

"Minnesota, sir!" Annie called back, "Mankato!"

"Never been!" Egan called over his shoulder, "Should show me how to make The Bootleg - you know….. they said F. Scott Fitzgerald would sip on some of those."

"Really." muttered Brady unenthusiastically from beside him.

"Oh, cheer up, Brady, you could be getting The Bootleg tonight - you'd be thanking me for it, too." Egan called as they pulled up to the front of mess, "Right, we're here." Egan turned to look over his shoulder at her and grinned.

"Liking the view?" Annie offered a smile.

"Thorpe Abbotts is beautiful, sir," she said glancing to the sky, "I'll be excited to see the mess hall." Egan grinned and gave Brady another shoulder slap.

"You'll be pleased as peaches to see coffee," Egan said hoping out and turning to her, laughing to himself, "I mean, I know I always am." Brady moved out and straightened out his pants before glancing over his shoulder and turning towards her.

"It's nothing more than watered down G.I. coffee, but it's something," he said as Annie slowly shifted forward, "Major Egan just gets excited when there's still extra by midday."

"Don't be telling my secrets now, Brady," Egan said pointing to him, "it's a precious commodity, we don't go saying that around here." Annie smiled to herself and then slowly stood, placing her hands on the edge of the jeep before noticing a hand appear.

Looking up, Brady was stood there, watching her with the sun warming his softened face. She smiled at him, gratefully taking his hand, letting him help her step down onto the ground. It was only a few seconds more before the two were dropping their hands and Major Egan was making a show of pointing up to the mess hall and going on about something or other about a beer bottle being thrown at the wall - but as Annie followed quietly behind both Egan and Brady, she noticed the clench of Brady's hand there.

The one that had touched her own.

#yeah..... #started writing and couldn't stop #wow #yeah this #i like this #there's some pride and prejudice vibes here that just came out of nowhere at the end #PLEASE ENJOY! #annie chattaway #there she is! #she has a tag! #john brady #and there HE is #WOOO #very very fun to write #john egan #can't forget him!!! him and his chaos! #hard to nail him down i'll be honest but this was fun to write! :) #THANK YOU ANON!!!!! #greatly appreciated in my corner of the world! #masters of the air #mota #writing prompts #mota writings

[eddie4bat-president]

I'm not a writer but i had this thought so- bear with me, yeah?

For months Eddie hears all about how cool and badass Steve Harrington is, yeah, but you know what he also hears about? How Steve and Robin are made for each other and how cool and pretty Robin is and how stupid it is that they're not a couple for some dumb reason, like Steve not wanting to be with a band geek and still clinging to high school hierarchy. And in all of the things Dustin says about Steeeve Harrington, that last part is the only thing that fits into the Munson Doctrine, so obviously everything else Henderson is saying is what's skewed in his little shrimp world view.

Steve Harrington thinks he's better than a band geek and that's why we won't look twice at a girl that would be perfect for him (according to Dustin Henderson, so... still questionably trustworthy information). Eddie probably assumes Dustin is talking up how close Steve and Robin actually are, just how he's exaggerating how close Dustin himself is to Harrington (like that would impress Eddie and the rest of Hellfire??? He really doesn't know how to get through to the little sheep that his worship of Hawkins' most notorious square is a detriment to his character and not something Eddie would find impressive. If it was real. Which it obviously isn't. Anyway-)

Turns out? Steve Harrington? Actually a cool dude. Not cool as in popular but cool as in "holy shit did he just bite that thing's head off???? Oh and he's not even gonna brag about that, it's just nbd, yeah sure, cool cool cool be fucking cool Eddie, oh god he's talking to me why is he talking to me" and just, chill to hang out with. After the whole shit show went down. Who would have fucking thought, huh? (except for Dustin Henderson, yeah yeah yeah, shut up)

So now Eddie has to reevaluate some other assumptions he made. Maybe Dustin was right and Steve actually is cool and badass, and he and Buckley actually are as close as he had said (and they really fucking are! He has seen them give Keith eerily matching bitchy looks for trying to schedule them on opposing shifts and basically bully the guy into changing the schedule around so they can spend as much time as possible in each other's presence. It's enough to make a guy question his own friendships when sometimes a few hours of band practice are enough to make him want to never see any of those chucklefucks again. Of course, that feeling abates but seriously, how are those two never sick of each other??)

So if they're as close as advertised but not a couple (and after meeting everyone Steve cares about and they're basically all nerds so the "Harrington thinks he's too good for a band geek" thing can't actually hold true-) what is the hold-up? Why aren't they a couple? And somehow, somehow Eddie comes to the conclusion that Steve is in love with Robin. Steve is a serial romantic (emphasis on romantic) and while his love life isn't the talk of the town post-earthquakes as it would have been before, people do still talk about the fact that he hasn't taken out a girl since it happened.

Which brings us to a day in summer, maybe fall, after Eddie has seen Steve look wistfully at a young couple with a baby, that he shows up at Robin's door step.

"Eddie? Hey what's up?"

"Good, good, how are you? Uhh can I... can I come in?" There's a nervous energy around him that is immediately infectious and she leads him to the living room where he immediately starts walking back and forth in front of the couch. She watches him for a moment, hands fluttering through different motions trying to find one that might calm him down before giving up on that. Instead Robin swerves around him, clambering onto the couch and wrapping her arms around her right leg, putting her head on her knee. She follows Eddie's path with her eyes and decides to wait before quickly realizing that she can't, actually.

"As riveting as it is watching you walk a groove into my parents' rug, do you maybe want to say something? I mean I can definitely talk enough for the both if us if that's what you want it's just that I have the slight suspicion you've got something you need to get off your chest" Eddie stopped walking halfway through her monologue and starts nodding.

"Yeah. Yeah yeah yes you're right it's just- I haven't a hundred percent made up my mind about saying something", Eddie has one arm wrapped around himself and uses the other to alternately play with his hair and gesticulate at her, "because on the one hand it's a little bit driving me crazy, maybe, but on the other hand this is none of my fucking business" And Robin who was worried at first just because Eddie is nervous, then for a second because she was scared he was going to confess to a very ill-advised crush on her, is stumped. What the fuck is this about and why did it bring him to her of all people?

"Just say it you weirdo", is what decides to comes out of her mouth but it doesn't even matter because half of her sentence is layered with his "Are you aware Steve is in love with you?"

[here we're facing the issue of me not actually being a writer and pretty much running out of steam but we also haven't reached the part that sparked this whole thing yet, which is wild - let's just pretend I wrote a very funny dialogue between those two in which Eddie confronts Robin for stringing poor Steve along ]

There's a moment when they're both silent and there's a moment when they're both talking and then there are steps coming down the stairs. They make a smirk grow on Robin's face that is starting to worry Eddie when not a parental figure but Steve Harrington steps through the doorway. He's wearing sweatpants and a shirt that might be Robin's and there's a headband pushing his hair away from his face.

"Don't yell at me for coming downstairs, you took forever and the first layer... is... dry....", he stops in his tracks the moment he looks up from his bare toes and sees Eddie. Then he very quickly rips off the headband and slings it somewhere to his right into the unknown of the hallway.

"Hi Eddie. What's... up" Eddie is going to sink into the floor and never come up for air again.

In the meantime Robin stood up on the couch to sit cross-legged on the back of it for a better vantage point and is steepling her fingers in front of her face. Eddie is getting the distinct impression he's missing some crucial information here.

"Stevie, babe, platonic love of my life-", Steve nods for her to go on, "you know how we decided I get a veto on your romantic life because we realized droves of suboptimal dates actually make you miserable so we're going for quality over quanity for the first time in your small-town Casanova life?" Steve has that cute little crease between his eyebrows while he's looking back and forth between Eddie and Robin, trying to figure out what's going on but he rolls his eyes at the end of her sentence, back in familiar territory. "Yes, Robin-"

She interrupts: "And you know how I also reserved the right to give a shovel slash molotov cocktail talk to anyone we deemed worthy of being a potential future partner?" Steve's face somehow shows an emotion that can only be encapsulated by "?!" as he glances to Eddie before shifting back to Robin with just the "?" remaining.

"First I have to say I'm personally very pro, I loved this experience; Eddie here really made a fool of himself, very worried for your delicate sensibilities and how I'm breaking your sweet little heart." "...what...?"

"So: what's the verdict on a potential future partner giving me the shovel talk?"

#Robin had painted 7 of Steve toes when Eddie rang the doorbell btw #they're a dark blue because Steve didn't want to jump into the deep end with too feminine a color #but black felt too edgy #but while they were drying and on the way down he kept looking at them and thinking #''i don't think this is my color... maybe a light blue? no too baby boy. yellow? nah that's ugly. orange? wait maybe with a stripe? #can nails be striped...?'' so when he arrived downstairs he was starting to worry he had never looked at a girl's nails because he didn't #know and whether that was sexist somehow #he had to shift gears very quickly when he arrived downstairs is what i'm saying #anyway i cannot stress enough how much i am not a writer #but the thing with the reverse shovel talk came to me and it wanted out #platonic stobin #steddie fic #steddie #hey i'm talkin' here #robin buckley #steve harrington #eddie munson #not beta read #top posts

[oceanwithouthermoon]

long as fuck nails always painted with at least a clear coat club:

saiki kusuo

teruhashi kokomi

kaido shun

saiko metori

imu rifuta

nail biters club:

kuboyasu aren

yumehara chiyo

arisu makino

suzumiya hii

nendo riki

aiura mikoto (with fake nails over top)

(formerly) kaido shun

(formerly) toritsuka reita

(formerly) akechi touma

normal short nails 🙄:

hairo kineshi

mera chisato

satou hiroshi

toritsuka reita

akechi touma

#idk why i made this its just funny to me #i was just looking at how long my nails are rn and this came to mind #i think akechi bit his nails as a kid and then learned how much bacteria is there and snapped out of it so quick #ur gonna have to trust me on aiura cuz i just know. #she has to constantly resist the urge to bite off her press-ons but theyre a little tougher than normal nails so she still chews on em a li #kaido used to bite his nails BAD but he broke the habit a while after he started painting them #cuz swallowing nail polish constantly is really annoying and gross and DEFINITELY wasnt making him choke or anything noo shhh #im not rlly sure of my reasoning with toritsuka.. i just know #i couldn't decide for kusuke tbh cuz i feel like he just doesnt give a shit #but for him does that mean he would just let them grow out forever or that he would just bite them tf off ? #he would probably need short nails for all the hand work he does though so #maybe he maintains them normally but only for that reason #we all know he doesnt take care of himself so he wouldnt do it if he didnt need to #saiki k #tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k. #meows post