#I know it’s cringe I’m sorry :/

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

I lovea him

[bigboysteveharrington]

Steve lowkey earning himself a reputation for liking guys and girls before he even realizes he does because he keeps interjecting and giving his own answer every time someone tries to ask Robin about guys

At first no one thinks anything of Steve’s interruption and answer when Nancy asks “what even is your type?” quite clearly to Robin and Steve immediately answers “I like girls that are way smarter than me” and everyone just assumes he’s interrupting to hit on Nancy and not to deflect

Then later someone insists some guy was flirting with Robin and she should go for it and Steve immediately goes “Are you kidding me? Robin’s way out of his league. Besides, I had a class with him and he mentioned his stamp collection in it like eight times. Do you really think she wants to sit around and pretend to be impressed by hundreds of stamps?” Still no one thinks much of it yet and if anything they think Steve might be jealous or might just have standards for who they should set her up with

It’s not until it becomes a habit of him answering questions meant for Robin that people start to think there’s a reason, but it’s not Robin they’re onto

Like when they’re having a movie night and Max is going on and on about a shirtless character while Lucas is totally unfazed but Dustin complains and El says which character she liked more and then Max turns to Nancy to break the tie and say which guy is dreamier and Nancy casts her vote, then turns to look over at Robin and ask which guy she’d go for and Steve knows who the question is for but hey he’s sitting right next to Robin so Nancy’s looking in his direction and too and she didn’t say Robin’s name, so Steve doesn’t even hesitate before dropping the name of a character and making sure he keeps the focus off of Robin and keeps everyone distracted from dragging her into that debate by immediately backing it up by saying that Max is right and giving even more reasons to choose him

But even after that, that’s mostly forgotten by the time the older group is drinking and Eddie suggests they play a drinking game and normally Steve would be all over any suggestions, but he turns down truth or dare because he knows how uncomfortable Robin would be and doesn’t want her having to choose between awkwardly lying and deflecting or doing dares she’s not comfortable with or potentially outing herself so he at least manages to change it to never have I ever because that’s a safer bet when he knows Robin hasn’t done anything with any girls

But then Steve ends up drinking significantly more than anyone else while Robin and Eddie are hardly drinking so they end up switching games and somehow they end up playing fuck, marry, kill except Nancy has no interest in getting married or discussing it and she says there’s been enough death in Hawkins and it would be more fun to play with the options as sleep with, kiss, slap. And the game is already started before anyone can ask why marry got changed to kiss and before drunk Steve can figure out how to discretely convince everyone not to. The game goes fine at first with Argyle asking Jonathan about three girls from California. It goes alright when Jonathan asks Eddie about three girls. Steve gets a little concerned when Eddie turns his attention on Nancy that he’ll put Jonathan and him in the list right in front of Jonathan, but Eddie is sober enough still that he at least has enough tact not stir the pot and blow things up on her first turn by throwing them both in in front of them

But then Nancy goes to give Robin a turn and she’s looking right at her and lists the three guys there other than Steve (possibly because she believes Robin on the platonic with a capital P thing and possibly because she doesn’t want to find out if that would waver) so of course Nancy thinks it’s clear that she must be talking to the only other girl there. And before Robin can even try to think of what lie would be the most convincing and least likely to start any awkwardness or drama, Steve’s already jumping in with “Well, I already hit Jonathan and that didn’t go well for me, so I’ll give him a break. And this situation” (gesturing between himself and Nancy and Jonathan) “is finally starting to feel normal so I don’t need to make that awkward all over again by sleeping with your boyfriend. So kiss Jonathan.” And Nancy and Jonathan are looking at him so confused and Robin is grateful for the interruption and relieved but also kind of amused by the level of thought he’s putting into it instead of just throwing out names however. Argyle’s not fazed at all and just waiting to see what he’ll get. Eddie goes from deer in the headlights startled to leaning forward with his elbow on his knee and his chin resting in his hand waiting to see where this will go to abruptly sitting up again and trying to look less interested while his leg nervous bounces and he tries to figure out if Steve is giving a detailed answer to this as a joke or because he’s putting genuine thought into the idea of being with a guy

Steve looks between Eddie and Argyle for a moment, then focuses on Argyle and is like “Sorry, I hardly know you and getting dragged into hitting Eddie or standing around and watching Tommy do it without making any move to stop him is exactly the kind of douchebag bullshit I would have pulled in high school. So I guess slap you and have sex with Eddie.” Eddie’s drink goes down the wrong way when Steve adds “Plus, guitar players are supposed to be good with their hands, right?” and he tries to play it off and not react to the fact that Steve Harrington just said he’d have sex with him and that he thinks Eddie would be good in bed even if it was just in the context of some stupid game. Meanwhile Argyle’s just like “Nah, that’s cool dude. I get it. I would have slapped you too if the roles were reversed.”

After that, a few people start wondering a little more seriously if Steve is into guys too and had his guard down while drinking. But Eddie isn’t going to press his luck without clear evidence and everyone else isn’t going to push it so they just silently wonder a little more every time Steve interjects in the girl talk with his own opinion once again

[smokbeast]

Papyrus sketches from my book the other day!

I like to think papyrus is serious and can become angry when he wants to be, but he’s such a nice and genuine sweet character he wouldn’t want to show that to the character or others.

[bxriles]

I’m sure that this is not a hot take and that a lot of people feel the same way but like…

The question “does it have spice?!🌶️🔥” makes me want to jump off a cliff. I’m out here looking for gothic book recommendations on Reddit, tumblr, and goodreads and WHY is this the first question so many people ask 😭

Look, I love erotica as much as the next person but come on. There have got to be other things that matter when recommending books or choosing to pick one up, my GOD.

[kyriathanatos]

I met God today.

She was very, very kind.

All around her echoed the saddest song in the world.

She told me about the end of time.

And how she met God in me, too.

A violent, irrepressible miracle.

One day, her Gods eyes will close. Existence goes with them.

But she wasn’t afraid. It would be an accident.

And besides, she has leaves to eat. Yum yum.

God is a stickbug, 3 meters tall.

And she wants to know what it’s like for me.

[feyburner]

My problem is I love cooking, cooking videos, and looking at hot women, but I straight up can’t stand the entire genre of TikTok/Instagram reel that’s like a visibly queer yet still very conventionally attractive girl making slack-jawed/edgy faces into the camera while she cooks baked gnocchi or whatever. Sorry it’s just not for me. If I can tell without looking that the entire comment section of your video is gonna be horny gen z/millennial cusp internet queers repeating the same 10 jokes and overusing the ✨ emoji I’m not about it. Maybe on paper I should love watching a hot girl silently chop cherry tomatoes without offering any additional information but guess what. I don’t. You didn’t even list the ingredients in the video.

[bananaclown21]

So, i was watching Deadpool 1 and the worms in my brain make me hear pavitr in this scene, so i had to do this

[bloodandfleshautism]

I was watching a video about trigun when the person showed this clip

And after reading the manga (almost I have like two more volumes left rn) it hit me like an absolute TRUCK

Now spoilers for trimax chapter 41/volume 7

Owwiiiieeee OUCHHH I completely forgot about that scene on the sand steamer I’m in pain

[daffi-990]

Yeah how about we don’t be this person.

[whirlybirbs]

it’s 5:20am i cannot sleep i am consumed with thoughts and yearning for keigo takami i need to be euthanized

[callistoscope]

you ever think harvey dreams of being in the air, piloting his own plane…. and for one imaginary moment, everything he’s ever wanted doesn’t seem so far away? his feet are not as bound to the ground as he once feared? he believes that part of him who dreamed so fearlessly once still runs free in him, still dreams now. only to look down at all the buildings below, all the people, so shrunken and small and oh god he’s so high up isn’t he— and to be overtaken with fear so severe that it sends him plummeting straight back to reality? only to sit up there in his bed, heartbeat loud in his chest, and be saddled with the truth that he can’t even indulge himself in a dream? do you think he hates himself for becoming the coward he swore he’d grow out of?

[foolishskull]

been a bit awol bc drawing’s been hard. Haven’t felt well enough to & every time I try it all looks like doodoo. here’s a crappy looking self ship thing based on a comic floating around twitter (@/ sweepswoop_ was the original & it was a dungeon meshi thing)

blatant me x thrawn below the cut again you’ve been warned

[goldensunset]

um

[ferallantern]

I’m tempted to write one of those “Spider-Man ends up in Gotham!” fanfics except I literally have not read a single Batman comic 💀. I don’t know who the hell Duke, Tim, Stephanie, or Cass are and at this point I’m too afraid to ask lol. Like. It’s a coin flip on whether Red Hood loves or despises the Bats in the fanfic and I don’t know what to believe anymore-

[xcherryerim]

clapton fic where hes just so so bisexual and also the reader is male and clapton is so so bisexual btw

I don’t write for male readers specifically BUT I wanna give MA BOYS 🗣️ a little something (inspired by uh something that happened to me a long time ago AH)

Clapton x amab reader

SMALL SMUT THING IDK | MDNI | +18 ONLY

tw: coming out (kinda) | Oral sex (male reader receiver) | inexperienced Clapton | soft dom reader x submissive clapton 🫶🏻

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As Clapton played the song, the lyrics echoed through the room, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of anticipation as the words "I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead" resonated within you.

The intense emotion behind those lyrics seemed to speak volumes about what he was trying to convey. Once the melody faded away, leaving only the lingering notes in the air, you locked eyes with him, your eyebrows slightly arched in curiosity.

With a calm yet firm tone, you posed the question, "Is this your way of coming out to me?" Your expression mirrored his, conveying both suspicion and concern for his well-being.

Clapton hesitated, his hands fidgeting nervously in his lap, before finally responding with a soft,

"Maybe..."

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"Fuck, you look absolutely adorable on your knees," you teased, as Clapton attempted to position himself comfortably to accommodate your length.

As he paused to catch his breath, you could see the determination and eagerness in his eyes. When he looked up at you, his face was flushed with embarrassment and nerves, barely able to form a coherent sentence.

"Shut up..." he stuttered softly, his voice barely audible.

With a smirk on your face, you countered, "Who told you to stop sucking?" Leaning forward, you gazed down at Clapton, taking in the sight that was both erotic and endearing all at once.

His cheeks reddened even further as he sighed, a mixture of irritation and embarrassment evident in his features. "Alright, alright... You're right," he conceded sheepishly. Gently kissing the tip of your erection, Clapton paused one last time before taking you back into his warm, wet mouth.

"Just give me a moment, please," he pleaded, his voice muffled but earnest. "This is my first time with a guy... at least like this.”

Clapton confessed, his voice trembling with a mix of apprehension and vulnerability. His eyes met yours, revealing the truth of his experience with guys - or lack thereof - in this intimate act. You felt a surge of understanding and empathy wash over you, knowing that this was uncharted territory for him.

Gently placing a hand on his shoulder, you offered reassurance and encouragement. "Take your time, I trust you," you whispered, giving him permission to proceed at his own pace.

Sensing your support, Clapton took a deep breath, his fingers tightening around your thigh as he prepared to resume his task. His lips glided slowly along the length of you, teasing and tasting as if savoring each sensation. The combination of his inexperience and genuine desire made the moment all the more intimate and special between the two of you.

[skiitter]

Sometimes I’ll just be living my life and get absolutely fucking sidelined by dhr feels. It’s impossible to cope tbqh and I wish the fandom hadn’t become just Booktok with extra steps. I miss them and the absolute wretchedness of them as a ship and it sucks.