#I NEED THEM TO KISS AND MAKE UP
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I’ve been paying WAY too close attention to mcdrai ever since Connor missed on that OT chance against the Flyers, and it seemed like Leon was waiting for him after and Connor barely joined the celly…
Then this afterwards:
Which, sure, could be about being benched for one shift during the 3rd (i checked), but he looked and sounded SO sad during that post game interview.
Then they play the preds and…
oilers vs predators, oct 17
Followed by them against the stars (can you sit further away from each other??)
oilers vs stars, oct 19
And then yesterday agains the canes:
oilers vs hurricanes, oct 22
Can someone explain to me what’s GOING ON with these two?? Something feels…off???? I know they must be frustrated with how things are going but i have…so many other questions. Is it just me??? am i seeing things??
#leon draisaitl#edmonton oilers#connor mcdavid#mcdrai#2997#I NEED THEM TO KISS AND MAKE UP#STOP LOOKING SO SAD#i can’t take it anymore
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I’M SORRY. WHAT
Achilles writing the codex:
#I’m enjoying this game very much#hades game#raven rambles#wheezing on the floor#Achilles is just: ah yes. *Extreme lore drop about Zagreus* and that is why the fates made them fucking gay#Loving this game#😭 😭 😭#zagthan#thanatos#zagreus#achilles#Still need to make Achilles and Patroclus kiss and make up I haven’t gotten there yet :’)
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Crowley's confession + full kiss scene
Edit: better audio <3
#good omens#good omens 2#spoilers#kiss#ineffable husbands#ineffable partners#ineffable spouses#crowley#aziraphale#video#clip provider#confession#anyway I think I’m not doing anything with this blog so I’ll make it into a clip blog where I provide clips for the ones who needs them#I wanted to remove the end because it was an error but it gave up a dramatic vibe yknow? so I kept it in#idk I like it
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#they make me sick#they’re so disgustingly in love they need to be locked up#i want to shove their faces together like barbie’s and make them kiss#i also want to kiss both of them#fullmetal alchemist#roy mustang#royai#riza hawkeye
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can i just say, it still makes me feel a little crazy how astarion, come act 3, still can’t quite put a name to his relationship with his partner, but he WILL tell them he wants to keep them both safe.
he won’t say i love you just yet but he will say forever, for good.
#astarion's greatest desire being safety -> astarion telling his partner he wants to keep them safe too#the way this particular facet of his want is twisted into a desire to preserve them eternally through vampirism and compounded by#his own need for security from betrayal if he does ascend#the way 'it can't be forever' is very pointedly one of tav's options to break up with him post ritual as a spawn#and the shift in his language going from very fleeting and temporary to this very permanent thing despite his inability to name it#going from 'i'm all yours and you're all mine... until morning at least'#to 'i'm doing this for you too you know. to make sure we're both safe. forever. for good.'#like do you get me do you understand the gravity of a vampire dropping the f (forever) word#chef's kiss muah no notes#astarion ancunin#astarion#astarion bg3#bg3 astarion#i knowww he's still being a cheeky and slightly manipulative guy up to the actual ritual but come on
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no one asked but this is the post that inspired this! thank u immensely for the luv <3 number 1 comment was wondering what steve’s bids were & from his pov, so without further ado...enjoy — part one here!
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Begrudgingly, Eddie has to admit that Robin might be right.
It’s impossible not to be looking for the bids since he brought them up to her. Even though Eddie was fully expecting to tell Robin to suck it, maybe even wager what little money he had against this working out, Eddie can’t help but watch for them in every interaction. And fuck, she’s right.
They’re little, but they’re there.
The first one Eddie would’ve missed if he wasn’t looking for it. Actually, that’s a lie; Eddie does miss it, until Robin points it out, the nosy bitch. It’s minuscule and honestly, it just seems like Steve asking his opinion — which friends do all the time! It’s why Eddie brushes right over it.
“Okay, be honest,“ Steve had said, walking and talking as he entered the living room where Robin and Eddie were sprawled across the couches. They were both waiting on him, the three of them set on heading out to the drive-in to catch a film.
Eddie can’t fathom why Steve felt the need to change his outfit for it, but when he returns, he gets it. It’s not quite the usual polo Eddie had grown to like on Steve, this one hanging a little looser, the colour a bit darker than Steve’s usual choice, the sleeves a little shorter — almost midway to a muscle tee.
Steve’s fingers fiddle with the distressed collar of the shirt, smoothing invisible wrinkles and fussing over nothing. He swishes back his floppy hair with a flick of his head. “It’s a new shirt, I know it’s a little different - but what do we think?”
He says we but he’s looking at Eddie.
Eddie, who has taken to trying to reel in his gawp because what the fuck Steve? It’s like he’s well aware of what drives Eddie insane and has specifically leaned into it. Some evil goblin in Eddie’s brain whispers think how good he’d look in your shirt and he squashes it, giving a visible twitch to shut down that train of thought.
From the other couch, Robin clears her throat loudly and smiles sweetly at her best friend. “It looks great, Steve.”
It’s sincere and Steve’s mouth tugs up, nearly a smile but his gaze fast-tracks back to Eddie. Eddie nods in agreement, a bit sluggish from his distracting thoughts and god dammit, the extra exposed skin of Steve’s arms are so not helping. “Yeah, looks... looks good, man.”
Steve smiles, lips pressed together but his shoulders curl in just a bit, deflating just a tad. From where Steve can’t see her, Robin waves her hands wildly and catches Eddie’s attention. He watches as she gestures wildly and it takes a moment to realise what’s she mouthing — ‘A bid! That’s a bid, you idiot!’
Oh fuck, Eddie thinks. Cos it totally was; the question, the focus on Eddie. He doesn’t even think about the logistics of it, of the fact Robin was right, just jumps right into picking up the bid.
“You trying a new style?” Eddie asks and then thanks whatever god invented the whole fake-it-to-you-make-it schtick because he’s feeling so far from casual or confident. “Going metal on me, big boy?”
Eddie just manages to catch the grin that breaks across Steve’s face as he turns away, giving a scoff — it comes out too soft though, giving away his complete lack of annoyance. He pulls that usual Steve Harrington pose, hands sliding onto his hips, and screws his face into some melted smiley-grimace. “Shut up, Munson.”
Eddie grins and goads on the blush that’s beginning on Steve’s neck, a glorious tinged pink colour. “If this shirt is any indication, you’d pull it off just fine.”
Eddie watches the blush climb higher as Steve ignores the comment, his smile still giving him away. He grabs his coat and pats down his jeans — ridiculous tight acid wash jeans that Eddie hates he’s somehow become attracted to — ensuring he has his keys and wallet. Once assured, he looks up at his two friends again, brows raised, and says, “Ready to rock and roll?”
That comment alone has Eddie seriously reconsidering his type in men.
There’s only a brief moment to talk about it when Eddie and Robin cajole Steve into going and getting them both popcorn to get a moment alone. Steve had scoffed, face twitching in the way it did whenever he tried to hold back a bitchy comment, but he still stomped off in the direction of the snack stand.
The moment he’s out of earshot, both voices explode in the back of Eddie’s van.
“What did I say—”
“Jesus H Christ, you were right—”
“Literally how many times do I have—”
“Oh my god, you were right—”
“ —before you realise I’m always—”
“Robin.” He cuts her off, hands landing on her shoulders. Robin eyes them warily, lips still parted from how her rant had been cut off. “Robin, I’m gonna kill you.”
“What?” Robin’s nose scrunches up. “What the hell are you—”
“Oh Christ, I can’t believe- how long have you noticed those bids?” Eddie’s aware he sounds a bit estranged, eyes probably wide and it doesn’t help when he softly shakes Robin back and forth. She lets herself be shaken, hair flying back in forth. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! You are such a bad gay friend!”
Robin smacks his hands off her shoulders with a frown, her freckly face perturbed at Eddie’s outburst. “Dude, it’s not my fault! May I remind you that until very very recently you were seeing someone else? What difference would it have made?”
Eddie waves his hand, disregarding the point with a shake of his head. His unkempt curls cover his face and Eddie sweeps them back in one motion, “What difference would it have made? Oh my, Jesus—“
Whatever long-winded sentence Eddie was about to spit out is lost by the sound of Steve’s approaching footsteps, effectively shutting both of them up.
Eddie flings himself to the other side of the van, putting an unusual amount of distance between Robin and him like they were being caught doing something they shouldn’t.
Robin frowns at him and gestures wildly with her hands in a way that means what the fuck man? Eddie gestures back, though he’s not entirely sure what his fast hand motions are supposed to mean when Steve rounds the door.
He’s got two buckets of popcorn tucked under each arm and Eddie quickly crosses his arms, tucking his hands into his armpits like his stupid hand motions will somehow give him away.
Steve looks up, stopping just a way from the edge of the van, and looks at the pair of them. His eyes track from Robin still sitting on one of the old cushions and looking two seconds from burying her face in her hands, across to Eddie. He huffs a laugh and kneels on the edge of the van.
“I know he’s gross Robin,” He begins, tone light, as he holds out one of the buckets for Robin to take. “But c’mon, is the distance really necessary?”
Robin snickers as Eddie makes an appalled noise, both of which make Steve smirk. He holds out the other for Eddie to take and Eddie snatches it, glaring at him over the buttery rim for his comment. Then takes a handful and shovels it in because he can’t think of a witty comment to retaliate. Steve crawls into the van and plops himself between them with a content sigh.
“See? Gross.” He teases, shoving his hand into Eddie’s popcorn bucket to grab a handful. Eddie scowls and chews a little faster when the flavour on his tongue seems to register in his brain.
His eyes stare at the popcorn bucket as he chews, then swallows — up the front of the van, the radio that’s tuned into the correct frequency begins playing the opening credits song as the screen changes. Silence sweeps across the drive-in but despite the sudden hush, Eddie has no qualms about breaking it.
“Sweet n’ salty flavour?” He asks Steve, only half attempting a whisper. Robin shushes him instantly, her focus already on the movie that’s beginning. Steve smiles, looking a bit sheepish beneath the glow of the drive-in screen, but he nods.
“I know you like it.” He whispers with a small shrug of his shoulders. Like it wasn’t a big deal. Fuck, Eddie thinks again and hastily feeds himself another handful of popcorn before he says anything majorly stupid in response to that, like: Oh, amazing- have you noticed the big fat crush I have on you as well?
He doesn’t even need to look at Robin to know she’s smiling, smug as ever.
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Steve, God bless his oblivious little heart, doesn’t even realise he’s doing it.
Steve likes Eddie. Eddie is— god, Eddie is different but he’s good.
He’s this strange amalgamation of traits that Steve can’t comprehend how they fit together in one body or how Eddie manages to pull it all off completely charmingly.
He’s loud, he says rude things, he’s fucking dorky, and far too sweet on the kids — he likes to tease Steve, and yet somehow, when Eddie calls him ‘pretty boy’, Steve knows he’s not actually making fun of him.
Steve likes Eddie, likes his boyishly endearing charm, likes his touchiness towards Steve that no other boy his age is like, likes his messy curls and his ‘holier than thou’ attitude about metal music even though Steve doesn’t get it, like at all. And fuck, Steve really wants Eddie to like him.
It reminds him faintly of when he first started working alongside Robin at Scoops. That thought tickles in the back of his mind, something along the lines of how he had wanted Robin to like him for other reasons, but he doesn’t delve into it.
To Steve, it’s simple: he just wants Eddie to like him.
After the night at the drive-in, between Eddie acting strangely skittish and Robin giving more amused snorts than usual, Steve knows something is up.
He knows they must have discussed something when they sent him on popcorn duty, the bastards. He tries his best to not feel left out; god knows Robin and he have more than a dozen secrets they’ve sworn not to tell anyone but each other.
Besides, Steve trusts Robin to come and tell him if he really needs to know, even if it does worry him a bit. He bites down his anxious thoughts, even trying for a moment to see if there’s a pattern he’s been missing.
That train of thought gets derailed when Steve recalls instead Eddie’s delightful reaction to his new shirt — that Steve definitely hadn’t bought for that specific reason.
Even though Robin had given him that look when he’d first shown it to her — her bright eyes had narrowed, her smile turning a little more coy, and Steve had felt his ears get a little hotter. She hadn’t said anything though, just suggested that he should wear it tomorrow night when they were going out with Eddie.
God, he was glad she suggested it.
Rewinding over Eddie’s parted lips, the way his brown eyes had drank in the details as they trailed up his body and lingered on his arms— Steve had the sudden thought to flex the muscle, just to elicit some reaction, but it had gone out the window at Eddie’s original dismal reaction.
‘Yeah, looks... looks good, man’. Said all aloof, like he hadn’t really thought it. It was like bursting a balloon hidden behind Steve’s ribs, one he wasn’t even aware was there until it was deflating pathetically, making his shoulders sag.
Then— ‘You trying a new style? Going metal on me, big boy?’ And dammit, it’s like Eddie had clocked exactly what calling him ‘big boy’ had done the first time in the Winnebago.
Eddie had then grinned, done another once over of the new shirt, even as Steve pretended to search for his keys and wallet while saying something snarky to try to cover up the heat crawling up his neck. Yet, Steve found himself smiling too because, fuck yes, Eddie liked it too.
But, apparently, whatever Eddie and Robin had discussed wasn’t considered important enough because Robin never brought it up.
The thought and worry about it melt away in Steve’s mind until the memory of that night is about Eddie’s compliment, about his cat-like grin over the popcorn bucket, and how he had leaned over to whisper every bad joke into Steve’s ear all through the movie.
Some of them had been down-right filthy jokes which Eddie only seemed to enjoy more when Steve screwed his face up and nudged Eddie in the ribs, yet unable to hide his smile.
After the third vulgar joke and subsequent nudge, Steve had chided ‘dude’ with a poorly hidden grin. Eddie, smile all cheeky, had nudged him back with a ‘dude’ of his own.
Which, of course, ensued a nudge competition til Robin had given a shush that librarians all over the world would be jealous of. But Steve didn’t even care because he and Eddie were arm to arm, pressed close together and Eddie…didn’t move. Stayed close, like he wanted the closeness the same way Steve did.
Steve only remembers the strange drive-in moment when Robin brings it up finally, on one interesting Saturday night.
It’s not the usual routine; it’s not very often that the whole group gets together to share drinks and get rowdy.
But it was for Robin’s birthday and she’d been persuasive enough to get even the introverts, like Jonathan, to come along. Though, she was aware he’d probably spend the night on a pool lounger, stoned to high heaven. Whatever floats your boat, she’d said, happy for the company in any form.
There’s enough of them there that it almost resembles some sort of party— and makes Steve try not to think about the last small party he threw here. He can tell Nancy notices it too, eyeing the pool a bit too long in a way he’s very familiar with, then taking a swig of beer.
So, Steve heckles them inside — doing a fantastic mothering impression as he waves the group indoors with a promise of pizza, and that has both Jonathan and Argyle perking up and beginning a fast discussion on the best pizza toppings.
Eddie makes a fuss, because of course he does, and moans terribly when Steve tries to roll him off the pool lounger he’s on. He’s had a bit of a joint and some beer, and Steve’s learned that he gets adorably stubborn after some substances.
“Stevie, this is mean,” he had pouted, gripping the edges of the lounger and staring up at Steve with those big brown eyes. “You telling me I did all that bonding with you for nothing? Can’t even lounge by the pool! I’ve got a couch at homeeeee.”
Steve had sent him an amused look of disbelief, hands on his hips after his first round of flicks against Eddie’s arm were apparently fruitless to get him to move. “Really? Didn’t peg you for a gold-digger, Eds.”
Eddie had snorted at that, one hand coming to slap over his mouth. Steve couldn’t quite hear what he had said but the words pegging and anytime slipped through and Steve thinks he could get the gist of that.
“Oh for Christ’s sake,” Steve muttered, feeling the tips of his ears turn warm. He didn’t know how Eddie could be such a menace— or why he enjoyed it so much when he was. Steve waved a hand in the direction of the doors, ignoring Eddie’s delighted snickering. “If you go inside now, you can be on music, alright?”
And that had finally got them all indoors, Eddie whooping and skedaddling through the doors in an instant, with a call of ‘no take backsies!’ echoing behind him.
Inside was much cozier, the whole group a little more connected when squished up on the couches together. Eddie had taken Steve’s word and was jamming a cassette into one of the speakers when Steve made it back inside after scouting around the pool for leftover cans and butts to throw out.
He’s just been thinking about what playful jab he could make at Eddie’s music, like Eddie always did to him when Robin hollered at him from the kitchen.
“Steve!” She’d yelled excitedly and he come to find her quick, brows raised as he entered the kitchen. She was grinning, already a bit jumpy as she got when she had a bit of liquor — but apparently not enough because when Steve saw what she’d called him in for, she’d announced, “Tequila shots!”
Which lead to now. A hazy combination of beer, tequila, and a bit of weed, and Steve is feeling good. Robin had managed to hijack the music not too long ago, with a hiccup of ‘it’s my birthday’ that had Eddie surrendering with a pout.
She’d since put on a bit of everything: some Blondie for Nance, Talking Heads for Jonathan, and some Bowie, just so she and Steve could dance along to ‘Magic Dance’ and she could do all the silly little goblin voices that made them both cackle.
Steve realised at some point that Robin was playing their mixtape, the one she’d made for driving in the morning, and nearly tripped stumbling over to her in his excitement. He grabbed her shoulders, not too hard, and squeezed.
“Is it- is this our mixtape?” Steve asked, words slurring only a bit. Robin gleamed, hair bouncing with her excited nod.
“Yes!” She was already dancing, even though the tape was between songs — because she knew what song was coming. “It’s Springsteen time, Steve!”
Right as the drums to Born to Run filtered out the speaker.
And oh, Steve loves Robin so much. He loves having a best friend that knows his favourite song and gets jittery and excited because she knows it’s about to play— that she put it on this mix for him.
“You’re my best friend!” Steve says, the words bursting out like he can’t control them. He doesn’t even feel embarrassed, just happy, just drunk, and overwhelming happy to be able to have this.
And even though Robin knows this, she still beams, feet dancing along and just begins to sing along with the song, “In the days, we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream…”
It’s a brazen drunken performance from the both of them. Steve’s chest is heaving after just one chorus that he’s pretty sure he put his whole soul into and he’s so fucking happy —and it feels like pure instinct to seek out Eddie, his eyes scouring the room for him.
Eddie’s leaned up against the wall, hiding his smile behind a can and Steve doesn’t think twice about it— doesn’t think about why he’s so drawn to Eddie, why he wants to include him in this happiness — just extends his hand out and grins.
Eddie sees the bid coming this time.
Part Three.
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yes i saw all ur lovely tags and MAYBE cried about it. but thats none of ur business.
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#OBLIVIOUS STEVE IS MY FAVOURITE!!!!#idiots in love#they're so important to me ur honour#on god am i gonna make them KISS#but steve's gotta figure it out first lol#ruby writes steddie#steddie#steddie ficlet#i think i can call it a fic now lol each part is 3k+ i think#steddie fic#IF U WANTED TO BE TAGGED AND I DIDNT IM SORRY#lest i come off terribly egotistical i need direct instructions to tag lmao#even then i tagged sum people that just said 'can't wait for part 2!' which? isn't?#I DUNNO#i went off vibes someone said they were vibrating so i was like get over here the next part is here#one of these tags is just a steddie blog i love.... and they reblogged part 1#corrodedcoughin <3 i love u hehe#the stobin bestie love SHINES in this#i love them so much they are BEST FRIENDS!!!#if u have any ideas... i do love reading the tags and seeing what people want to see next ! im fuckin making it up as i go lol
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My own AU designs! No story btw just silly guys :>
Does my Prismo look incredibly similar to Sidūs?
Yes.
Am I upset about that?
heck no! I LOVE Sidūs’s design!!!!
The time-woods inspo is palpable. But not just Time, I drew inspo from a bunch of other artist!! Love em all very dearly :>
#not sure if I’ll give them names but I’m really happy with their designs!!#soon I’ll be cookin up some fanart of the other scarabs I took inspo from!#I really need to expland my fanart past just time…#but like…it’s time woods.#how can I resist?? their art just be so MUAH CHEFS KISS!!!#anyway really lookin forward to making more art of these sillies!!#adventure time#digital art#fan art#fiona and cake#prohibitedwish#art#prismo the wishmaster#prismo#prohibited wish fanart#scarab#scarab adventure time#scarab the god auditor#at
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𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓲𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸
#they're my roman empire#i know it's canon that they break up when caleb gets old but does matt know that#because at this point essek 'my partner' thelyss would never#he needs to make them kiss on the lips in canon just once for me personally#aeor is for lovers#shadowgast#essek thelyss#caleb widogast#critical role#fanart#sims 4#ts4#sims#simblr#ts4 edit#sims 4 edit
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toxic yuri vampires you will always be famous to me
#mysims#simblr#ts4#ts4 edit#the sims community#oc: naomi#oc: nadia#lethal devotion#I was gonna post these some other time but nie’s little smirk I’m entranced sorry#I need them both immediately. oh my god#AND NADIA 🧎🏻♀️#no greater joy in life than making oc’s with ur friends#there’s this one specific scene I’ve been thinking about between nadia and nie#okay back story nie was assigned to kill nadia her client paid top dollar to see her killed#they know nadia is powerful but not much else about her is known#nie's snuck into her kingdom by being gifted to her as a lowly maid#one of the first things nadia says to nie is she’s too pretty to be doing her laundry and she’d look better on her knees#THAT SHOULD BE MEEEE 🫵🏼#nie’s first attempt at nadia life is by poison#but as soon as nadia bites into her food she’d slowly look up at her and begin laughing in her face#she’d grab her by the throat until they’re face to face and say something like#'you think ive never been poisoned before my dearest punishment?' and kiss her with the poision still on her lips#DONT even get my started on their nicknames#nadia calling nie her sweet creature my little sacrifice my darling monster#nie would call nadia my darling god with so much disdain and hate in her voice#as if she doesn’t dream of begging at her feet every second of the day#whatever 😒
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You've never done that when I got close to you before. Why? None of your business. Tell me, or you can't leave.
KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 10
#kiseki: dear to me#kisekiedit#kdtm#kiseki dear to me#ai di x chen yi#chen yi x ai di#nat chen#chen bowen#louis chiang#chiang tien#jiang dian#uservid#userspring#userrain#pdribs#userspicy#userjjessi#*cajedit#*gif#every time i color this scene i get stronger. anyway there were so many expressions i just couldnt leave out. the deep breath ai di takes#steeling himself before admitting it. & the way chen yi absorbs it the way he blinks away & his mouth opens before focusing on ai di again#thinking about it. thinking about four years of attacks ai di had to withstand. understanding the way he is now but hating how its happened#and also the guilt hes gotta feel from that! & yet thats overcome in this moment by a need to not let ai di put a wall between them#which is what ai di keeps trying to do. he admits a vulnerable thing and then deflects FOUR TIMES in this scene. first when sleeping#& choking chen yi when woken(& avoiding when questioned abt it). second by dropping his guard & worrying when he finds chen yi injured#& twice more shown in this set. he has to shake it off he has to put his wall back up but his instincts are strongest & chen yi SEES them.#you can see the way ai di wants to relax into that hug. the way he just wants to BREATHE but instead uses those breaths to defend himself#he chooses to flirt hoping it'll make chen yi back off. hoping he'll stop asking him to be vulnerable. but chen yi knows his tricks now.#and hes not going to let ai di continue believing he doesnt CARE about him. its poetic the way he gives him a taste of his own medicine#like it's *strategic*. he watches and learns. he knows his own influence over ai di he knows that HE is ai di's weakness. it's..chef's kiss
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Kidnap my heart
Happy anniversary to the Greek gods, au!!! 3rd anniversary woah...I love this au so much! It's so nice to draw with the new designs.
Hope you are all having a good day. When this que posts, I'll be at work, lol.
Original Dream and Nightmare by jokublog
Greek gods au by me!
#undertale au#my art#undertale multiverse#shipping#sansest#sanscest#greek gods#greek gods au#dreammare#dream x nightmare#nightmare x dream#first time ive ever drawin them kissinggg#but these two would kiss alot#nightmare is effection starved#so dream helps of course#happy anniversary#in reality if dream ever said something like 'oh you know you really kidnapped my heart'#nightmare would just make a face like 'oh gods no must you bring that up?'#'oh i was just minding my own business and you just kidnapped my heart without asking me first '#'ahhggnnnnnn how many times do i need to say sorry?'#and thats them hehe#hades and persephone#hades and persephone dreamare
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something about people calling vrisrezi "toxic yuri" always puts me off. i understand the lack of words to really put their dynamic but like you know theyre in a relationship thats largely good for them right. they arent dating because "it sucks but it would be worse without each other" they genuinely really love each other a lot
#just as a baseline understanding here i am outright stating that their moiraillegance is a romantic relationship which includes kissing etc#if u cannot meet me on that level i dont think i really want to discuss vrisrezi with you#anyways its just so weird to me i dont know. i dont have a super great way of articulating it#they do Need each other they are codependent and its not necessarily healthy#but unhealthy does not equal toxic#they dont hurt each other on purpose they make each other so so happy and they do so much for each other and thats what makes them worse#because as much as they are universally destined to be together by the Laws of Paradox Space they are also universally doomed#and i mean straight up like. terezi is vriska's fp i feel like this is a given with the almost unambiguous bpd coding of vriska#and that isnt a type of relationship that vriska serket and terezi pyrope are exactly going to understand or manage well#but i also think that calling a favorite person relationship toxic by the nature of it regardless of who specifically is in it#is really gross? and harmful? and it doesnt make you sound cool when you talk about vrisrezi like that#ok wow this got really really out of hand. vrisrezi isnt really “toxic” if you read the comic thank you good night#vriska#terezi#my posts ::::)
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When you try to bump into your spouse cuz you cant find any other good excuse to see them during the day but your spouses spouse is doing the same thing so you both feel threatened by one another thus arguing
#Sigh i do need to make a proper leshylamb thing kmakdlajdskdks#Theres enough lamb to go around stop arguing just split them at morning and night time sheesh !!!!!!!! Geez louise !!!#Leshy would have fun mocking goats accent he'd probably get killed by thxm one day by accident if he wasnt paying attention /silly#sydneys doodles#cotl#cult of the lamb#leshylamb#goatlamb#lamb#the lamb#goat#the goat#leshy#Whats funnier is that they walked separate ways . Made eye contact . Came up to eachother and started fighting .#Yknow maybe leshy and goat should kiss instead#Im starting to realize this post doesnt make any sense but i think the last panel is cute so just pretend it does 🙏 ameen
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manifesting🎉
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#please Neil and bezos I beg you#im dying I need them to kiss and make up 😭#good omens#good omens 2#ineffable husbands
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inspired by all of the smoker SQH posts I've been seeing around, smoker!SQH x asthmatic!SQQ
I mean, imagine Shang Qinghua trying to flirt with his Cucumber Bro, but accidentally gives him an asthma attack lmao
#and SQH trying quit#but it turns out that while cultivation negates the lung cancer#it doesn't cancel out the addiction haha#so he tries to make a xianxa version of rehab with Mu Qingfang#would gain him some good reputation and respect from his martial siblings#wouldn't work for him tho lmao#so SQQ decides to take pity on him and helps SQH invent nicotine gum#and SQH ends up chewing so much he ends up looking like a hamster lol#and now they can kiss without one of them fucking dying ♡♡♡#smoker SQH is so hot i need to nerf him before he takes over my life 🙏🙏🙏#mxtx svsss#svsss#shang qinghua#shen qingqiu#ily shang qinghua 💞#blorbo#writing prompt#prompt
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also saw @ammnd reblog this text post tagged with amangela and then angela proceeds to do this
#if you pretend the fish are them and angela looks like she was tryna make them kiss? still confused what she was doing but hey!#again literally NO ONE ships amangela harder than amangela like they are true captains of their own ship#amanda lehan canto#angela giarratana#amangela#smosh games#smosh#okay that's it for me tonight i need to shut up about amangela before i seem genuinely insane and parasocial (i think i already am LOL)
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