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tomatoart · 3 months
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Seeing double on my 2000s girl
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julls · 13 days
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The masquerade ball with Gortash we all deserved!! (they're probably gossiping about the nobles...) gorgeous Enver Gortash x Durge Juria comm from yec_yourz ♡
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livwritesstuff · 1 month
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thinking about this again so here's a part 2
Eddie wakes up to rain. Heavy rain, the kind that keeps the morning sky dark and bounces loud off the roof and the walls and the windows.
The rain didn't wake Eddie up. What did it was a pair of big, warm arms wrapping around him and pulling him in close.
Steve’s arms.
Objectively, this should be a good thing, and past versions of Eddie (even twenty-four-hours-ago-Eddie) would be goddamn irate with him for feeling anything other than vehemently positive about it.
He’s feeling bothered. He’d gone to sleep last night feeling bothered because Steve had sacked out approximately three seconds after they’d hooked up for the first time, and now he’s being woken up by Steve’s big arms pulling him in close and that has Eddie feeling bothered all over again because this isn’t how he thought this would go at all.
“G’mornin’ Eds,” Steve mumbles, the remnants of sleep in his voice.
And then he has the audacity to press a soft kiss onto Eddie’s bare shoulder.
"Y'know," Steve says, "I was gonna ask if you wanted to go to the diner this morning, but…sounds like it’s kinda fuckin’ gross out there. I can make us something if you want.”
Eddie sits up, suddenly feeling like he’s been left outta the loop on some part of this because Steve doesn’t even seem surprised to wake up and find Eddie still in his bed.
If there’s anything Eddie hates more than feeling bothered, it’s feeling like he’s left outta the loop, like there’s a piece of all this that he’s missing.
"Uh, what are we doing here, Steve?" Eddie asks, and he regrets it the second he sees Steve's face turn all hurt and confused.
"I don't —" Steve starts, pushing himself up on his elbow into a half-seated position, "What...what are you talking about?"
And isn't that choice of words just completely ironic?
"Oh, now you're interested in talking? Or are you gonna fall back asleep the second I start to-"
"Wait –" Steve interrupts, his eyebrows furrowed, "Are you all pissed off because I fell asleep?"
"I'm not pissed off," Eddie mutters, fiddling with a loose string on the edge of the sheets.
"What the fuck did you want me to do?" Steve argues, "Break out a deck of cards and suggest a round of poker? It was late! I was tired! I don't know how else to say it, man. You, like — you did a good job. Really had me beat, or whatever."
And, sure, Eddie allows himself to sit with that notion for a second before he shakes his head.
"I needed you to talk to me!” he exclaims, "We fucked, and then you fell asleep, Steve! Like it was just a fuckin' hook-up to you or something."
That confused look is back on Steve's face, but instead of being laced with hurt, this time it's just plain bewildered.
"What — Eddie," he says, "We talked."
Huh?
“Huh?”
“We talked,” Steve repeats, “Before we…you know, and I said that I like you and I said that I’m not really into the casual thing anymore, and you seemed pretty on board with all that, man, I dunno.”
And yeah, sure, Eddie sort of remembers that.
He definitely remembers when Steve pressed him against his closed bedroom door, and maybe he’d also been speaking at the time, but they’d been so close together and Steve had kept doing these little glances down at Eddie’s lips and there’d been this intensity in his eyes and Eddie had been pressed against Steve Harrington’s closed bedroom door.
There hadn’t been a single coherent thought in his brain, obviously, and yes, that included comprehending any of those words Steve might have been speaking so everything that had come out of Eddie’s mouth in response had been yes, yep, uh-huh, you betcha.
Eddie feels heat rising in his cheeks and by the looks of the amused smile making a home on Steve’s face, he’s not blind to what Eddie is currently realizing either.
“Fuck,” Eddie mutters, “I’m a fucking idiot.”
"Maybe," Steve allows even as he starts to pull Eddie back into his arms, "Breakfast?"
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jztr-77 · 1 month
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Bunny date!!
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a slightly scribbly Eddie for @akemima's promptlist, day one - cool outfit! well, i don't know if its Cool, but it sure is an outfit!
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viveela · 9 months
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That bowling dress is super cute
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hajihiko · 9 months
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Fashion friday Chiaki! I normally wear monochrome only but I really loved this outfit and I totally wanna use it again soon *v*
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littlelightfish · 21 days
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Mr. & Mrs. Folke
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tiilore · 5 months
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wanted to finalize my designs for the girls; thank u for all the support on my last post! <3
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trustypaladin · 20 days
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Lilly the Nurse
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vigilskeep · 6 months
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obsessed with morrigan’s “but she is no immortal. she bleeds. a blade in her heart would kill her like any other, were it lucky enough to find her”. when did she come to that conclusion... how early...
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turnipoddity · 2 months
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my saw fanart folder hit 300 files. I think I’ve never been this insane over anything
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gloww0rms · 1 month
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“You know, when you lose, you lose.
But when you win, you expect some kind of reward... and there isn't any.”
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neteyamsyawntu · 8 months
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My Neteyam girlies, Ik we be living off of crumbs, but damn when the crumbs are built like this?🤤
This scene gives me so many inappropriate thoughts. If only this little stealth lasted a minute longer, ooof god I’d be a puddle.
Update: me thinking about it how Neteyam has his kuru draped over his chest. You think he grabbed it from over his shoulder and lightly held it in his mouth to make sure it stayed up as he climbed upside down before being certain it wouldn’t fall back down? Cause I’m thinking about and I can’t stop
👁️‍🗨️🫦👁️‍🗨️
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impossible-rat-babies · 7 months
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okay I’m thinking about it being the Island Sanctuary—especially the sanctuary part. here is Tataru who watched you tentatively walk into the waking sands. probably did all the paperwork to get you settled in with the scions. watched with bated breath as adventure after adventure swept you up in its path. Carried you to greater and greater heights and watched you grow. Watched you take on all these burdens out of love and duty.
How through all of that she probably still thinks back to you so fresh faced and walking through those doors. how much she loves how far you’ve grown, but is so scared of how hard it’s been. She can only do so much to help; she’s just a simple girl—she knows money, politics and how to sew. she cannot do fantastical things.
So she does what she does best and she comes away with a whole island. just for you. a place all to your own—to do with as you please. A place to rest. A sanctuary. far far away from the stress of life. because god if she doesn’t think about that baby faced adventurer who came through her doors so very very long ago
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rvsirene · 22 days
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Goodbye Vicky ☹︎ (hello Wonyoung ☺︎)
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