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[rachelamberish]

Look. so MAYBE i cant do math

Yikes. Unfollowing now. Huge fan of his rebellion, imprisonment of the elven gods and creation of the Veil. Didn’t know his wife was ~2,979 years younger than him

[1v31182m5]

On my planet, this is hilarious /starfire ref

Joke explanation in tags

[chimneyz]

i miss when tommy kinard breasted boobily on our screens

[missdarhk]

I can indeed confirm that ever since entering this fandom, I have cried in the corner multiple times 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔 (also dw feel free to tag me, I found this very funny lmao)

AND YOU ARE RIFHT!!! Tasha is for sure the most evil force 😭😭😭 the amount of angst just keeps growing every time AND I KNOW NO PEACE

Me, torturing my character: I'll make them suffer! I'll have them tortured, kidnapped, and have them bleed and cry!

Someone: Why do you hate them so much? All you do is torture them!

Me: Me? Hate them? I love them! This is a sign of love!

[bostoncreamdonut]

Silco in the mines:

[beautysnake]

I can't take it anymore

I'm giving my Narinder pants

[smimon]

and for this week's sadposting I'm crying about missing the Apu magazine with Käärijä

[poutriste]

ivantill yayyyy

[mikamispen]

SCREAMS IN YOUR EAR

AGHAHDHDH 😭😭😭😭😭 actually eats you... Anyways...

you walk the line between detective and devotee.

[jammboe]

Pangaea miku

[juno-infernal]

sometimes the tragedy of distance is very simple. i want to get groceries with you

[kitsnicket]

[cooperhoward]

[himbosandhardwear]

Steve glances up to ask Eddie where he wants the box in his arms when his eye catches on something, frankly absurd, and he stops in his tracks.

Eddie has taken off his jacket, which was stupid to have on to begin with, and underneath is wearing a sleeveless tank top, the bottom of which is about three inches shorter than anything Steve has seen him in.

"What the fuck?"

Eddie glances up to see him staring. "What?"

Instead of answering, Steve sets the box down and marches over to him. He grabs the bottom of Eddie's shirt and lifts it up to his armpits.

"What is happening?" Eddie asks while trying to squirm out of Steve's reach.

"Are you hot? When the fuck did this happen? You have abs, Eddie. How long have you been hot under that stupid jacket?"

"What?!" He squirms some more, this time away from Steve's poking fingers.

"You have pecs. What is happening in the universe? You're supposed to be all noodle arms and Doritos gut. This isn't right."

Eddie finally manages to get away, yanking his shirt back down and then pointing a 'stay back' finger in Steve's face. "Hey, man, I'm not a piece of meat!"

"Piece of beefcake, apparently," Steve mutters.

Eddie chokes. "What do you care? You can't be jealous, you're as hot as you've ever been."

Why does Steve care? Thwarted expectations? It can't just be that, he's practically vibrating in place, skin all hyper aware of itself.

"You think I'm hot?" He asks instead of giving Eddie an answer he doesn't have.

He scoffs.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve puts both hands on his hips.

"It means I'm not getting reeled in by your fishing. Can we finish moving this shit now?"

Steve stares some more. His arms aren't as big as Steve's, but the way his bicep moves under his skin as he bends to lift the box Steve dropped, it's....uh...

Uh oh.

Eddie is hot, stamps itself into the fabric of Steve's universe.

Steve turns and marches back outside. "Robin!!!!"

[thevelvetgoldmine]

R.I.P. James Earl Jones (January 17, 1931 - September 9, 2024)