#sorry it's not very fruity

[yoimix]

𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 | 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚

series: yoimix christmas event !! (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)

pairing: thoma x reader

synopsis: someone should’ve told thoma that knitting matching heart sweaters for you and taroumaru doesn’t exactly express the massive crush he has on you.

prompt: thoma + dressing pets in festive wear

genre: fluff, f2l, idiots to lovers (once again)

wc: 2.1k

warnings: language, yn is down BADDD, childish tactics

a/n: sorry for pushing back the schedule guys :( stuff happened and apparently i’m going to hawaii

“No, no, no, (name).” Thoma waves frantically at you to stop.

You stiffen, unsure of what to do next. He places his hands over yours in a flash, guiding your movement gently. With skin warm as ever, you sigh at the contact. 

“You loop it like this, and then do that… So, y’know, it doesn’t fall apart.”

He grins at you, prompting a pointed look from you. “Are you making fun of me, Thoma?” 

You’re not sure why the two of you snuck out of the Christmas party just to knit tiny sweaters for the litter of kittens you found outside Komore Teahouse. But you’re here now, and it’s your self-appointed job to get on Thoma’s nerves in any way possible. 

The problem is that he’s the nicest man in Teyvat, and nothing you do can make him shake. It started out as a bet you made with Ayaka, but then it progressed into more of a personal challenge. However, Thoma might as well be a log of wood with the lack of emotion he greets your shenanigans with. 

So, instead of getting mad at you, he’s patiently teaching you how to knit.

“Oh dear.”

Thoma stops your hands with his again, blissfully unaware of the effect it has on you. No matter how many times you tell yourself that he’s nice to everyone, every action of his seems to have a detrimental effect on you.

“It’s like this…”

Like you give a shit about how to knit. You just want to be close enough to feel his warmth all the time. Somewhere along the way, you blurred the line between friends and something more with your stupid tactics. Now, it’s on you to figure it out. 

But it’s Thoma.

This man is so horribly perfect that even the ‘ugly’ Christmas sweaters he knitted turned out pretty. Carefully woven with a heart against a baby blue background, it’s lined with pine trees at the base and a star at the center. He even made sure of the color variations, with a red heart for him, a yellow one for you and an orange one for Taroumaru. 

“You’re not listening,” he tuts, a small smile on his face. 

You roll your eyes. “It’s hard. Not everyone is as gifted as you.”

“That’s alright,” he laughs. “You should take a break anyway. Things done tired lead to injuries and I wouldn’t want scars on your hands.”

There he goes again, caring for you more than he does for himself. The chatter of the party continues in the next room but you can only rest your eyes on Thoma, so focused on getting the sweaters right. The litter of kittens sleep peacefully in the box at the corner of the room, a watchful Taroumaru lying beside them. Peace brims in the atmosphere; you nearly forget it’s a winter night with the warmth radiating inside this room.

And yet, the lack of intimacy between you and Thoma is driving you insane. It’s so hard to remain calm with him in proximity. Either he stops being nice to everyone, or he kisses you till you can’t recall your name. You’re so touch-starved, you have to battle your brain chemistry every night.

“You know…” You smile slyly as another plan hatches in your mind. 

“Hm?”

“Ayato said he’s hosting some event soon. Isn’t he so cool to be able to find time amidst all that work? A man of the house, eh?”

Maybe talking about other men will get the fabled rise out of him. Yae novels can never go wrong. But then again, your friends are horrified by your reading taste.

Thoma laughs. “Of course he is! It takes a lot of determination to do what he does.”

“W-well… I was uh- talking to Detective Heizou! The… other day…and… do you think we could be more than friends?”

Thoma blinks, confused. Hah! Maybe you’ll finally get to see that green shade of jealousy.

“Well, you could start with a date if you’re into him.”

Of course, that shade of green is very different from the one coloring his eyes.

“No!” You blurt. “I mean, not really. I heard he’s flirty with everyone anyway…”

“Oh, that he is,” Thoma sighs before grinning at you. “I didn’t want to discourage you, that’s all.”

“Well, he’s on my mind now,” you mutter begrudgingly. “I didn’t need that image of him.”

“You’re on my mind for longer than that,” he mumbles, followed by a soft chuckle. “And you’re fine.”

Thoma keeps complicating things like this and there’s nothing more you want than to kiss him silly.

Another brilliant thought strikes. 

“Aha!” You snap your fingers, startling Thoma. 

“Uh, (name)?”

“We’re missing alcohol!” You complain, placing your hands on your hips. “What kind of a Christmas party is this?”

Thoma pauses before breaking into laughter.

“You sound more and more like a Mondstadter every day.”

You pout. “Well, you talk about it so often…”

“Don’t get me wrong,” he smiles, finishing up the last of the batch of sweaters. “I love Mondstadt but my heart lies here.”

With me? You can’t possibly say something that embarrassing out loud.

“With you…” You perk up. “...guys.”

Of fucking course.

You hold back a groan. This isn’t meant to be so frustrating. You could be saying it aloud, you could be holding him closer, you could be anything but miserable and lovesick. If you could, you’d blow on those Mondstadt dandelions and wish for Thoma’s smile against the sun. What if you love him and he loves you not?

There’s a reason you only buy cheap things—you’ll lose them or break them. As much as Thoma helps you haggle the prices in Ritou, he couldn’t possibly help you with this. You can’t keep anything, much less someone as perfect as Thoma. It’s not just the idea of rejection holding you back, it’s your own heart. 

“You’re not good with alcohol either,” you chuckle.

“Hey, don’t laugh.” Thoma pouts. “I’m sure I could down it better with some food.”

“Mhm.” You roll your eyes. You should give up now. There is no possible way in Teyvat you can make Thoma yours. Might as well make peace with it.

“Oh, fruitcake!” He declares.

“Fruitcake?” You blink.

“Yes, dear?”

You feel a rush of blood to your face. “H-huh? That- that was so stupid, Thoma!”

Thoma laughs uncontrollably, squishing your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger fondly. “Gosh, I was only kidding but you look so cute.”

“I change my mind. You’re the most horrible man in Teyvat.”

“Even though I baked fruitcake for you?” He offers a small grin. “With no fruit pieces because I know you hate fruit pieces.”

“So, it’s just a cake.”

“Well, yes… but it’s your favorite flavor!”

You shake your head, a smile fighting its way onto your face anyway. 

“Oh, and I have some dog cookies for Taroumaru,” he continues, “And milk for the cats because I don’t think they can have solid food yet.”

“And for you?”

Thoma pauses, clearly confused. “Right… Well, I don’t need much more than this for Christmas. I have a roof over my head, my friends around me, and… kittens! What more could a man ask for?”

You frown. It’s not worth getting upset over but his attitude is infuriating.

“You always look more tired than happy at these parties, Thoma,” you say. “You don’t always have to overwork yourself for everyone.”

“It’s alright,” he laughs awkwardly. “You’re having fun, right? That’s good enough.”

It seems that even if you never get on his nerves, he gets on yours. How many times has he let himself suffer just to keep you in check? He will risk his life for his friends and family—excessive loyalty is not a virtue. Even when he washed ashore with no mora or a name to him, he offered the strays his food every day. It’s irrational; and it could’ve killed him. Just thinking about it makes you unbearably angry. He’s lucky you found him. 

Then why is it that you still feel luckier of the two?

“I hate it when you do that, Thoma.”

This is why you can’t have nice things. Because you break them. 

Thoma looks genuinely remorseful, and you immediately regret saying it.

“I-…I’m sorry, (name),” he whispers. “I would never do anything to upset you.”

God, you wish you weren’t such a problem child. You wish he was meaner. You wish you’d stop falling for him every day.

“It’s like you care for me more than I do,” you mutter, upset. “I don’t know how to act.”

Thoma blinks. “I- That’s not what I…”

Placing his hand over the upper half of his face, he sighs. “It’s only half-true. You bring out the best in me, (name).”

You scoff. “You’re already the best I could ever find in a man, Thoma.”

Quick flames erupt from his ears at your comment, startling both him and you. You blink at him, his cheeks and ears as scarlet as fire, before bursting into laughter.

“You’re the same as ever,” you manage to say in between laughs. “You once set the bouquet on fire before you could give it to your crush.”

“That was way back when!” He furrows his brows. “It was a schoolboy crush and it lasted three weeks.”

“Don’t get defensive on me,” you tease. “You’re just such a clown when you’re in love.”

“Does that mean you’ll keep smiling at me?”

“Huh.” You blink. “Well, if that’s your party trick, sure.”

“(Name), I’m not sure you understand,” he breathes. “I’m erupting like this because you’re here.”

“Then would you spew fire if I kiss you?” You lean towards him, a playful lilt in your voice.

“Stop teasing me, (name),” he murmurs, leaning further into you, arms on either side. It’s hard to be mean to his puppy dog eyes and plush pout. 

Before you can think it through, you close the gap between your lips, a soft sound of surprise leaving Thoma. But your senses return before he can kiss you back, his lips chasing yours when you pull away.

“Oh!” You gasp, eyes wide as your hands fly to your mouth. “I can’t believe I just did that, oh my god. What have you done?”

“M-me?” He fumbles, cherry red. “You kissed me. Why are you shocked?”

“I didn’t think I’d actually do it!” You exclaim. “That was too impulsive for me to act normal.”

“I like it when you’re impulsive.” His fern green eyes seem to melt at your gaze, an almost pleading look laced with quiet mischief.

You bite back a smile, and he leans in to press his lips against yours. Why haven’t you done this before? You giggle into the kiss, his arms wrapping around you tighter. Christmas has never tasted sweeter.

Suddenly—

“Woof!”

You separate yourself from each other, jumping at the sound. Looking down, you found a rather angry Taroumaru glaring at you from beside the stack of kitten sweaters.

Thoma is the first to laugh. “Sorry there, buddy. I didn’t mean to make things awkward for you.”

“Awoof!”

“Oh, yeah! I’m done with the sweaters.” Thoma nods. “We’ll try them on tomorrow morning.”

You furrow your brows. “Are you… communicating?”

“No, I’m just assuming what he means.”

“Arrrrooof!”

“Okay, I have no idea what that means.”

Taroumaru leaps onto your lap, snuggling his face onto your collarbone.

Thoma knits his brows, almost offended. You don’t get to see that expression often, and you wouldn’t have expected Taroumaru to prompt it. “Oh, so you’re here to steal my (name), is it?”

“I wouldn’t mind Taroumaru stealing me,” you declare. “Isn’t that right?”

You floof up Taroumaru’s face, scratching the  back of his ears as he gives you a joyous yip.

Thoma rolls his eyes, a smile begging to take over his lips. “You’re taking it too far, (name).”

“Really now?” 

You feel warm lips press against yours again, eliciting a soft laugh from you. However, it’s cut short by Taroumaru’s angry headbutt against Thoma’s chin, a grunt of pain following as he’s pushed back. However, it’s soon replaced with laughter, the sound resonating across the room. Only Thoma could laugh so full, even on an empty stomach.

“Alright, you win.” He raises his arms in defeat. 

“We should take a family picture,” you suggest, looking around for the kamera.

“But we’re not married?” Thoma tilts his head to the side.

You smack his arm. “We don’t have to be married for one!”

“Ah, pre-marital photographs. Scandalous.”

And so, stands the pre-marital photograph of you, Thoma and Taroumaru in matching sweaters, by your dresser—you’re clutching your stomach as you laugh while Thoma’s turned red (in true Christmas spirit) trying to hold in his laughter. Taroumaru is the only one photogenic enough to make it work, his head tilted to the side and eyes closed in joy. You should’ve known then, that only the sweetest of fruitcakes could top that photograph (and Thoma’s came pretty damn close).

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #genshin fluff #thoma x reader #thoma x you #thoma scenarios #Genshin Thoma x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact fluff #thoma fluff #yoimix.fic #yoimix.event #ya idk whats going on thoma is dense as shit #sorry it's not very fruity #i didnt mean to be heteronormative

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

We could have had it all...

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #jin guangyao #nie mingjue #oh man....the NieYao dynamic....All these complex emotions and ties to each other and they *aren't* canon? #Sorry fellas but the way you proposed writing your bro a letter of recommendation & agreeing to it was very fruity. #And *then* Lan Xichen shows up. And both JGY and NMJ are head over heels for him and have been for ages apparently. #Its like they found out that LXC had been two timing them this whole time and their response was: “UM. HOT?” #I'm tempted to redraw these three as that one bisexual-core image with Anne Hathaway. You know the one. It fits. #It's strange seeing all of this fondness in retrospect compared to the betrayal you feel in The Untamed after a longer build up. #Initially it felt like 'oops we made him a little too 2 dimensional as a villain - quick make him more sympathetic'. #JGY even had a scene with him kissing babies. As any politician would do to improve their image. #but it does come around to really showing a more authentic JGY and the tension between him and NMJ. #As an angst lover I am personally all for 'what could have been' relationships and they DO have it all.

[steddielations]

Steve Eddie and Robin as roommates:

based on this 💀

#this is very funny to me sorry #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #joseph quinn #stranger things #steveddie #platonic stobin #incorrect steddie #steve x eddie #mp #joe keery #fruity four #incorrect quotes #incorrect stranger things quotes #tumblr text meme #st humor

[unclewaynemunson]

Something’s off. Steve notices it as soon as he gets home. It’s nothing major, really, but something’s definitely off. There’s this weird silence in the hallway, instead of the usual metal that Eddie is basically blasting 24/7 whenever Steve isn’t home. There’s the absence of Olly showing his little face around the corner of the door to the kitchen upon hearing Steve coming in. There’s also the absence of some crazy scent explosion emerging from the kitchen like on a usual Tuesday evening.

Steve calls out Eddie’s name, questioning, not sure if he should be worried.

“Here!”

He releases a relieved breath and gets into the living room. Eddie is his usual messy self, wild curls hanging over one end of the couch and feet wrapped in colorful socks over the other, with Olly curled up and purring on his chest.

“Hey there,” Steve says. It isn’t until he comes closer to lean down for a kiss on Eddie’s forehead, that he notices something is most definitely very, very wrong. Eddie’s eyes are swollen and red-rimmed, salty traces covering his cheeks and used tissues scattered all over the floor next to the couch. His hands are clenching into Olly’s fur, his chest is heaving unsteadily.

Eddie looks up at Steve, blinks once, twice, to get the water out of his eyes, a fresh tear rolling down his cheek.

“What happened, love?” Steve covers Eddie’s hands with his own, creating their familiar pile of Olly-Eddie-Steve, his thumb stroking over the back of Eddie’s hand.

Eddie takes a deep, shuddering breath, squeezes his eyes shut for a second. “Wayne’s sick.”

XXX

The thing is, Wayne has always been the strong one. Always. He was the arms that caught Eddie, the hands that wiped away his tears, the lips that kissed his bruises better despite his prickly beard. And now he’s - frail. There’s simply no other word for it. And Eddie doesn’t think he’s ready to be the strong one yet. That’s not how it’s supposed to be. Of course he knows that Wayne isn’t some immortal being, that he’s lived a life of harsh physical labor and cold Indiana winters, of canned beans and breakfast cigarettes since he was only a boy... But this is different. This isn’t how it was supposed to go. And Wayne knows that, too.

“I always thought it was gonna be my lungs that’d do me in,” he tells Eddie.

Eddie never thought of his uncle as an old man. But now, sitting next to his hospital bed, both his hands clasped around Wayne’s, he sees it. He sees the lines on his forehead, the near-white shade of grey of what little hair he has left on his head, the tired look in his eyes, the age spots scattered all over his arms...

Eddie releases one of his hands to wipe over his eyes. He feels another pair of hands squeezing his shoulders from behind him, reminding him that he isn’t alone, that there’s still someone else who can be the strong one when Eddie can’t.

He takes a breath.

“Nothing’s doin’ you in, man,” he manages to choke out, strengthening his grip on Wayne’s hands. Those strong, calloused hands, that have lived through so much. The hands that caught him countless times. The hands that held him tight whenever he needed it. The hands that wiped away his tears. The hands that fixed his van. The hands that ruffled his curls. The hands that held a fishing rod like a pro. The hands that tirelessly drilled holes in walls and assembled furniture when Eddie moved out of the trailer and into the apartment he and Steve got in Indianapolis. The hands that are currently resting limply on top of white hospital sheets. Frail hands.

“Ed...”

“No, I’m serious,” Eddie says. He’s always been good at running. No way in hell he’s gonna stop that habit now. "You're gonna get better. And when you do, we'll take you back home, okay? Not to Hawkins - to your real home. You, me, Steve and the van, right? You’ll see the mountains again. We’re gonna drive all the way across them, get you back to the other side, ya hear me? It’ll be this great adventure, just the three of us. We’ll stay there for as long as we want to. And then we’ll go back to Indy, and you’ll move in with us, and we’ll take care of you. And you’ll be there when we get a real house, you’ll be there when we get our first little nugget, and every next one of them, and you’ll get to play with them and see them grow up and see us goin’ grey and gettin’ old and wrinkled and fat, and you’ll be there when Lord of the Rings gets made into a movie and when world hunger gets solved and when gay marriage becomes legal and when we get our first black president and when The Police reunites... That’s how it’s gonna go, you understand?”

There’s this look in Wayne’s eyes, this look that completely terrifies Eddie, and he can’t do a thing except for collapsing onto his uncle’s chest, breathing in his scent and crying against his shirt as Wayne’s hand tangles itself in Eddie’s curls. And it doesn’t matter - it doesn’t matter that Wayne is weak and sick and lying in a hospital bed. Because he’s still the strong one. He’s still the hands that catch Eddie when Eddie breaks down. Even now.

XXX

They should’ve known that Eddie would be right. Of course they should’ve known. No God can turn down someone as stubborn as Eddie Munson - not even a God Eddie doesn’t believe in.

Wayne missed the mountain air, the perfectly prepared corn fritters, the drool in the voices around him, the natural hospitality. It’s good to be back, to get to share his roots with his boys. But it’s not like coming home. Home is where his own parents moved him some fifty years ago, with dreams of a better future that didn’t quite hold for them. Home is a rickety trailer park that doesn’t have warm water most of the time. Home is the woods around Hawkins, the rolling hills, the chilly autumn wind. But most of all, home is the smile of the boy who took him here. It’s long dark curls and big brown eyes that are currently tearing up because Wayne is standing next to him and getting stronger by the day and very much alive. It’s the memories they share, of Wayne opening his arms to catch Eddie when he was so much smaller than now; of going fishing at Lover’s Lake in the weekends; of cigarette stubs and beer bottles and metal boxes that Wayne chose to not know the contents of; of laughter and crying and fear and comfort and a whole shared lifetime, a boy growing up and still needing to be caught again and again and again.

And Wayne still does it. He still catches his boy. His two boys, now. And he’s planning on keeping to do that for a long, long time.

#whoops i made myself cry #this might have been the angstiest thing i've ever written #but i don't think i'll ever be able to do sad endings lol #and i know nothing of american subcultures so i'm very sorry if my cultural descriptions make zero sense #i tried my best #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #wayne munson my beloved #eddie munson #steve harrington #wayne munson #stranger things #fruity ficlet

[flovoid]

just the youngsters in 'Majima Land' having a secret late night together~🥡🎶🍻

#majimaland #majima land #roo medici #norman niles #naomi butler #ming yue majima #definitely nothing fruity is happening there hsshsj #love teasing with Roo potential love interest hehe (for those who don't know he is my heir for this save n kinda the main character) #Roo finds BOTH very attractive and are they- losing my mind #and Norman fourth wheeling IM SORRY BABES (both the girl think he is basic. WHY) #they all had fun (n Roo got drunk VERY NEW OF HIM-) #ALSO NOT NORMAN BEING THE CRINGY HE IS TEACHING MING-YUE A CRINGE DANCE #istg everytime Norman does a cringe behavior Roo always laughs at him I freaking love their friendship :(( #sims 4 #ts4 #simblr #tomarang #sims 4 for rent

[silusvesuius]

#text #sorry i'm full of great ideas always #context for 1st: i think t*llius would have a lot of internalized homophobia and seeing those 2 be openly overtly close / fruity would - #- actually make his blood boil (he's jealous) anyways he probably thinks about them at night in ways he can't explain #there's a lot to say but that's the very short version #context for 2nd: another secret he has is that altm*r Excite him LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOJFREOIRIFOI #but we all knew that; but yeah #i think being washed by beautiful elves would fix him :( #i'll draw both of these at some point anyway i just wanna know

[i-like-books-and-women]

Welcome back to the bits of soup I deem good enough for the public:

Angel 100% thought Zach and Ruben were dating for a hot second. It would've been like somewhere in between after the talent show and before canon starts. But either way I think it went something like this.

Ruben: yeah so there's this guy

Zach: ooh guy?

Angel: oh do you guys have an open relationship?

Zach & Ruben: what-

Angel: aren't you dating?

Zach: i mean ruben's an amazing person but I'm straight-

Angel was then confused about this for the next like month. After this interaction he ran it by Jon and Jon was like "bro what planet do you live on?". Then after Zach and Ruben came out to Jon and Angel, Angel pulled Jon aside and was like "fuck you I knew it I was right".

Secondary thought. After Zach and Ruben got their shit together but before Jon and Angel knew (that's a time window of like 2 weeks right??? I don't remember lol) they like put together that something was going on and were trying to make the math math. Eventually Angel got to "they've gotta me a thing man no way they aren't" which was very "I've connected the dots. You didn't connect shit. I've connected them.)

#i just think “meanwhile the side characters” while the main characters are hiding a secret relationship is so funny #“jon im telling you the ”i dont really see it“ was a start of a sexuality crisis for ol' zachy poo. #you dont go from besties to not talking and making snide remarks to all over each other again if theres nothing fruity going on.“ -angel #“and youd know?” -Jon #“as a matter of fact i do. and if i didnt id know better than you mr. ”bathes in holy water“.” -Angel #very different note #did you know holy water cant be diluted #so apparently even if you only add like a drop or two to like a bathtub full of it its all holy #which honestly is probably easier and funnier in concept than “25% holy water” #like its rubbing alcohol or milk #if this gets out #itgo #zach knight #ruben montez #angel phan #jon braxton #zuben #oops this ones kinda long #sorry lol

[jugheadthelesbian]

PLEASE STOP TAGGING STEDDIE/BYLER POSTS W RONANCE AND LUMAX TAGS BC IT IS ANNOYING AND SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO READ JUST RONANCE HEADCANNONS OR JUST LUMAX HEADCANNONS!!!!! LIKE IDC AB THE PARALLELS BETWEEN BYLER AND LUMAX, I JUST WANT CUTE LUMAX CONTENT!

#sorry i have a lot of feelings #tagging #steddie #and #byler #bc two can play at that game #ronance #lumax #lumax supremacy #mucas #the only exception for this is if its elumax #fruity four #spicy six #elumax #im just very angry ab this #no hard feelings #to anyone <3 #just please #tag better

[clambuoyance]

im afraid to post or talk about superboy on my main instagram bc a lot of irls and different comic ppl follow me and i also get people who know him from different adaptations so i’d rather just gatekeep him than have to explain that this is my interpretation of superboy based on these comics/adaptations vs this adaptation etc. and also im so cringe about him it’s embarrassing like i dont need the instagram audience to know all that about me

#also…the fact i draw him fruity and not white 😭😭😭 #im just so used to headcanoning the shit out of characters in any fandom that i forget that big fanbases like dc have ppl that dont like it #like i see it as like…fancasting idk also dc has so many ppl w the same base design outside of the costume so its fun to add headcanons #also interesting with dc is that theres already such an ingrained perception of the big characters like batman and superman #like supermans babygirl to me that i forget mainstream ppl see him as a basic god or whatever #anyways. when i draw them its in the DCCU (dc clambuoyance universe) #its just like when i was a kid when me and my brother would take his action figures and my barbies and make them #fight to the death. actually no we had very complex lore. #we had the Lego universe then the regular general Toy universe and then every video game we would make our own lore #like w the lego batman games lol #anyways. sorry for the rambling #and being inactive lately im in a funky mood #byeee

[s0lar-ch3ri]

hey soap remember the bakery au you thought up?

well, i was working at school on art for it so yeah

aka heres a gift for you @lesbianchipbastard

typed out dialog on the cut that i just didnt write cause i wanted to use the space to draw

Chip: Welcome to [insert bakery name here, you get to pick it soup cause like your the one who made it]! I can interpret to Common Sign Language if needed, and feel free to disregard the above menu if you have a custom request. What can I do for you boys?

William (in his mind probably): WHAT THE FUCK

#cherry's fruity art basket #soup bubbles on the blr #maybe ill translate this to mobile and fix it up plus color who knows #ALT TEXT ONLY HAS DESCRIPTIONS FOR THE TEXT VERY SORRY #IM BAD AT IMAGE IDS

[daily-picture-of-ramuda]

#hypnosis mic #ramuda amemura #hypmic #fp/matenrou manga #i like this one he looks very fruity #in like a drunk way #sorry for inconsistent upload schedule btw i ran outta queue after all and havent filled it in yet #ill probably fix it whenever ill have time

[unclewaynemunson]

Listen y’all the fruity four are gonna have a double wedding together sometime during the 90s you can’t change my mind

Robin is the one who jokingly suggests Steve and her should get platonic-married to each other. Steve thinks it’s an awesome idea and launches onto it in all seriousness, coming up with the idea of also having Nancy and Eddie marry each other to make it a double wedding.

To both their surprise, Nancy is on board immediately. Her motives are 1) getting to see Robin in either a wedding dress or a fancy suit; 2) the practical advantages like taxes and stuff (i don’t know anything about this shit so I won’t elaborate on this one); and 3) saying “fuck you” to the heteronormative patriarchy.

Eddie is very much opposed to it. He flat-out refuses at first, making a whole big speech about how they shouldn’t even want to give in to the rules of a society that only shuns them and about how backwards the whole concept of marriage is anyway. He calls it “the pinnacle of forced conforming” at some point, which Robin thinks is extremely pretentious and Steve thinks is extremely hot.

Nancy and Eddie love having heated political discussions that go largely over Steve’s and Robin’s heads, so she really doubles down on it and the two of them keep ranting to each other for months. Steve and Robin try another approach, which exists mainly of making ridiculous compromises about the classic wedding rules. It works pretty well, but as a result of it, the whole wedding becomes a completely absurd over-the-top mockery of traditional wedding ceremonies.

Eddie and Steve make a bet about what they have to wear. If Steve loses, he’ll have to wear his old Scoops Ahoy uniform; if Eddie loses, he’s gonna have to go all-out on a traditional white dress. Steve wins and nearly pees his pants laughing when Eddie walks into the ceremony in an all-white flowery mermaid dress with veil. Needless to say, Eddie does look gorgeous in it.

Nancy and Robin wear matching jumpsuits in which they look both gorgeous and fucking badass. They cry the whole day, though. They just can’t stop. It’s driving everyone crazy.

Their first dance is either to Damnit Janet or Hot Patootie (both from Rocky Horror) I’m still on the fence on this one lemme know what you think

Steve takes Robin’s last name and Eddie takes Nancy’s because both guys don’t exactly get a happy-family kind of feeling from their own last names. Eddie originally wanted all of them to change their names to Henderson, but it turned out that wasn’t legally possible :(

When same-sex marriage gets legalized, they again have a lot of discussions on whether they want to get divorced and marry their actual partners properly, or whether they wanna keep it this way for nostalgia’s sake and as a celebration of their friendship. Eddie throws in the third option of him marrying Robin and Steve marrying Nancy just for the sake of driving the others crazy. Eventually they do switch because Eddie and Steve have a whole bunch of adopted kids while Robin and Nancy are childfree (they are really cool aunts though)

Add your HC’s because I’m obsessed with this and need more <3

#sorry this got very long i got completely carried away here whoops #stranger things #fruity four #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #steddie #ronance #headcanons

[cannibalismyuri]

hope guides them. hope is what gets them through. one day they might be able to live and love normally. no waking up in the night covered in sweat, shaking and screaming because of nightmares. no crying yourself to sleep because you don't know what's wrong with you. why you're so affected by stuff. and they're holding out hope that one day they'll get to love in a way that isn't ride or die. because the part about dying hits a little too close to home. that they'll be able to have comfort without the hurt. that one day all of this will be a ghost story nobody could ever imagine. because that's what drives them. hope and love and wishing that the future wont be as bleak. hope that they'll get a future to have and make. hope that the horrors of the past will leave them alone in the future. in the end it's hope against despair. and hope is a very powerful thing.

#sorry. just got very emotional abt how much trauma these 14 YEAR OLDS have faced :( #will byers #mike wheeler #max mayfield #lucas sinclair #el hopper #dustin henderson #the party #the cali gang #the fruity four #steve harrington #robin buckley #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #byler #lumax #elmax #willel #platonic stobin #hopclair #elumax #just. ..wow #stranger things #stranger things (sara's version)

[anonymouspuzzler]

What's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten?

i'm not a particularly adventurous eater, honestly. I think the weirdest thing that comes to mind is like... champagne grapes? or at least i think that's what they were? i ate grapes that tasted Bad

#anonymous puzzler answers #tumblrisweird #i'm sorry i'm Very basic when it comes to what i eat on my own LMAO #especially a lot of foods people would consider 'weird' is meat-type stuff and i don't eaWait #i changed my answer i just remembered. fruity pebbles candy bar

[cflight]

new year new ref B)

#🌻 | out of sunflowers. #🌻 | mun art. #sorry i give u that pose all the time ekira its just ur very fruity

[4lph4kidz]

thing is, dirk and roxy also grew up alone but have more strongly gendered identities, or at least present more in line with what is 'cool' for their respective genders, which can be harmful to them (roxy being the cool party girl who downplays her problems in favor of being a fun but supportive friend to the others, dirk being the stoic man of action who just ends up hurting people including himself)

i'd argue jane is a decent point of comparison for jake too, i think she was also pretty isolated thanks to her position as heiress, maybe literally if her father's protectiveness at the start of act 6 is anything to go by. and she also feels the need to model a more conservative form of conventional femininity, despite indications that she desires to be more masculine on some level, like her choice of clothing in the medium for example... apologies for the tangent but jane and jake are very much counterparts in my mind, so i think it's worth bringing her relationship with gender into the picture too. i won't lie also relate heavily to jane because i was once a shy, sheltered kid who felt incredibly pressured to conform to societal norms despite deep down feeling like something was wrong and i'm like 75% a boy now.

anyway- the alpha kids' gender identities are really rooted in their respective role models in the alpha guardians. of course jake doesn't see the adventure/action hero stuff he aspires to as inherently 'masculine', his role model is his adventurer-explorer-genius grandmother! and he consistently gravitates to female action protagonists as a result. though jake does have some desire to perform masculinity if it makes him more acceptable to his peers - he is very worried about being disliked or seen as 'weird' and doesn't have a strong innate sense of what is and isn't socially acceptable in that regard.

like, on the quest beds jake is upset with himself for not being the strong and brave person he wanted to be, but he never expresses upset about not being 'manly' enough or whatever. it's other characters like dirk and jane who ascribe gender / a failure to perform gender acceptably to that. BGD, perhaps indicating that jake has internalised some of this critique, also tells him to 'be a man and punch [crockertier jane] in the face' to which jake objects, wailing 'I DON'T WANT TO BE A MAN AND I DON'T WANT TO PUNCH HER IN THE FACE', so. make of that what you will.

tld;r it's like this

#and yeah jake had some part in creating this perception of himself that he can't live up to! but i still don't think it was an inherently #gendered thing for him. the others are very much projecting on him #this is why jake should hang out with more trolls because they have their own bad gender ideas but at least its not basic human shit #sorry for rambling lmao #and like its one of those cases where idc what hussie was actually trying to do if anything because it just seems like a cruel joke to me #oooo look at this character being sensitive and 'weak' and gnc isn't that soooo lame. its just tavros 2.0 but i think #a little keener because so much of the alphas stuff revolves around their relationships and thus gendered expectations #he's just a little fruity!