#I want him to be my irl boyfriend

[strangersteddierthings]

Shovel Talk(s) Part One

Part One 🦇Part Two🦇Part Three🦇Part Four

Steve and Eddie aren't even together when Steve gets the Shovel Talk from Eddie's uncle, but it is what tips Steve into talking to Eddie about his feelings, so he's not upset by it.

They aren't dating, not because he doesn't want Eddie, because he absolutely does. It's just that he wants to be sure Eddie wants him back. There are times when he's sure, when Eddie gets into his space a bit too close, or more often, than he does with anyone else. Eddie calls him a thousand and one nicknames, ranging from sweet to irritating but just when Steve thinks that's a perk left just for him, Eddie hands someone else a new nickname (just the one, a voice in Steve's head that sounds suspiciously like Robin says).

Not that any of that is the point. Wayne wouldn't bother to give Steve a shovel talk at all unless he knew how Eddie felt. Wayne is a man of action, and he's never done anything unless it mattered. Meant something. Steve and Wayne have sat in plenty of (what Steve considers to be) awkward silences because Wayne doesn't talk to fill the void of silence.

The point is, Steve drops Eddie off at the house the government so graciously bought for the Munsons, walks Eddie to the door and giving Eddie a hug goodbye. He stays on the porch until Eddie shuts the door and then nearly jumps out of his skin when he hears Wayne call out his name.

"Harrington," Wayne says from the shadows of the wrap around porch.

So, Steve jumps and it's only then he notices that Wayne is sitting at the table and chairs set up on the porch. "Mr. Munson, sir, hi. Hello."

Wayne lets out a chuckle, but it doesn't really sound amused. "I have come to accept that you are nothing like your father, boy, but I do want to make it clear to you, that Eddie means more to me than anything else on this Earth."

"I know, sir."

"I know you do. And while I will forever be grateful that you helped return him to me alive, know that I will not hesitate to make you disappear if you hurt my boy in a way he can't bounce back from."

Steve's not afraid of Wayne, not really, but that doesn't stop him from feeling the need to flee. He doesn't, though, because he'd gotten enough shovel talks from concerned parents in high school, and he knows they can sense weakness. "I can't promise I'd never hurt him, sir, but I can promise it'll never be intentional."

He can't actually see Wayne's face in the darkness but he feels sized up all the same.

"I believe that, Steve," Wayne says, and it's the first time Steve's ever heard his name leave the man's mouth, "now go home."

-

Wayne's shovel talk was expected. Robin's is not.

"You took Eddie on a date date?" She whispers it as though they aren't alone in Steve's living room. They're laying on the floor in a line, heads next to each other so if they turn slightly to the side they can make eye contact. Steve's not sure why they always end up on the floor for Serious Talk Time.

"Yeah," Steve says, looking away from Robin's face to stare up to the ceiling, "I mean, sorta? We can't like... be open that it was a date, but we went to dinner and a movie and it was nice. Shared a popcorn and played footsie under the diner table."

"Whoa," Robin says. "I never thought you'd- didn't think you'd be brave enough to ask him."

"Me either."

"Steve," Robin sounds serious, so Steve turns to look at her. She studies his face for a moment before she's the one to look away, speaks to the ceiling, "be careful with Eddie, yeah?"

"What? Careful how?"

"I just think you could really fuck him up," Robin says. "You're his first boyfriend, right? That's going to set a precedent for relationships that might happen if you two don't work out. And I hate to say this, because I know you've changed, but like, I saw how a lot of those girls you dated in high school ended up when you broke up with them."

Steve's a little hurt, because Robin's his best friend. She should be giving this talk to Eddie, not him. But, also, he understands. He knows that Robin knew about Eddie's sexuality before he did, knows they bonded over being queer while Steve was still figuring himself out.

Steve also knows that Eddie's never been in a relationship before, Eddie'd told him at much when Steve asked him out. Steve doesn't like that Robin implied that he and Eddie will eventually break up, but no matter how much that thought makes Steve's heart ache, he won't know if it'll happen unless it does.

He just doesn't understand why she seems to think he'll be the one breaking Eddie's heart. It could go the other way.

"Did you OD over there?" Robin asks, trying to lighten the mood.

"No," Steve answers, "I'll be careful."

-

They've been on four more dates before Nancy knocks on his door. She doesn't accept his invitation to come inside. Just starts speaking on his doorstep.

"As Eddie's Capital P Soulmate," is how she starts that sentence, and it makes something hurt deep inside Steve as he tries not to think about Robin, "I am obligated to remind you that I do own several guns now. And I don't miss."

"Jesus Christ," Steve says, because even Wayne was more subtle, "I got it."

"Good. I do know you'd never hurt him on purpose," Nancy says but Steve doesn't feel reassured.

He thinks that, if she really didn't think he's going to end up hurting Eddie she wouldn't have said anything at all. "Right."

"Well, good talk Steve," and then she's walking down the driveway and climbing into her car.

He closes the door and goes to the kitchen to get himself a beer, mostly so he has something to do besides stew in his emotions. He wonders if Eddie has been given the shovel talk, too? Maybe Robin did the same thing Nancy just did. Showed up unprompted, threatened Eddie with some sort of bodily harm, and then just left.

Steve grabs the phone and dials Eddie's number.

"Hello?" Eddie's voice greets him, albeit questioningly.

"Eddie, it's Steve."

"Oh, hello sweetheart," Eddie says, "are you calling for business or pleasure?"

Steve laughs, "business."

"Boo!"

"Listen, uh, I had a question. I just wanted to know if anyone's said anything to you. About us. Or, y'know, specifically about us and our relationship?"

"Uh, not really? A few congratulations, I guess. Why? Did someone say something?" Eddie's voice is level, almost too level, so Steve knows he's trying to keep cool.

"Oh, no! No! I mean, aside from the scary shovel talk from- Wayne, everyone's been surprisingly cool about it. Very supportive," Steve says and even though it's true, everyone they've told has been cool about it, it feels a little bit like a lie.

Eddie laughs, "I can't believe my uncle gave you a shovel talk! You know, I keep expecting to get one from Robin but so far nothing. She must think you're safe in my capable hands."

Steve is safe in Eddie's hand, he thinks, but that doesn't stop the sting that goes through him. "Of course, she does. You've been a perfect boyfriend."

There's a pause before Eddie's voice comes through the phone, soft and quiet, "I'm glad you said so. I want to be. For you."

"You're not allowed to say those kinds of things when you aren't within kissing distance, babe," Steve says, because if he doesn't add humor to this conversation, he's going to tell Eddie he loves him instead, and even Steve knows that saying that a month into dating is too soon, especially over the phone where he can't see Eddie's reaction.

Eddie laughs and makes kissing sounds at him before the conversation shifts to chatting about the day and making plans for the weekend.

-

Steve is trying really hard to not be the person he was in high school but every time he gets to the point where he's being a better person, someone brings up how he used to be. Shoves it back into his face that no matter what Steve does he can't outrun his past.

One such time is shortly after Steve and Eddie accidentally come out as a couple to all of Hellfire. Steve was just dropping off the boys and had stepped inside to chat a bit. Once game time had arrived it had and Steve made to leave, they'd (he and Eddie) had been on autopilot. Eddie'd whined 'where's my goodbye kiss?' and Steve had stepped over, kissed him goodbye, and was out the door before it had actually computed.

Steve had burst back through the door, rushing back to Eddie, because no way in Hell was he going to leave his boyfriend to deal with whatever the consequences would be alone.

It had been absolute chaos at the table with people shouting over each other.

"Of all the people you could be with, you picked Steve!? You could do better!" Mike had whined, and Steve had thought for sure he was the only one who had heard Mike until he saw Will punch his arm and hiss his own 'don't be a dick' at Mike.

It took almost half an hour to calm everyone down. It was a relief to know that Eddie had come out to his bandmates/the older Hellfire members already. The kids took it in stride, in the end, and Eddie had shoo'd Steve away.

Jeff had excused himself, too, and Steve thought he was just going to use the bathroom but instead he followed Steve outside.

Ah. Steve knows what's coming.

"Harrington," Jeff says, "can't say I'm excited that you're the secret boyfriend Eddie's constantly sighing wistfully about. I'm sure Wayne's already threatened you," And Robin, and Nancy, and Mike doesn't think he's good enough, "but if you hurt Eddie-"

"I get it! There will be dire consequences if I hurt Eddie," Steve snaps, not down for hearing it anymore. He stomps to his car and peels away from the curb without bothering to look back.

-

If he's being honest, Steve didn't even know he had a breaking point with shovel talks until he gets his fifth one from Dustin.

It's not even a shovel talk. It's just a single sentence, said almost a month after Dustin learned about their relationship. He's dropping Dustin off after their DnD game. Normally Claudia picks him up, but she's busy tonight and asked Steve to do it.

"Alright, Henderson, safely delivered."

"Thanks, Steve," Dustin says, unbuckles his seatbelt, and opens the door, before turning back to Steve. He just looks at him for a moment.

"What?"

"I'm happy for you and Eddie. Just, don't hurt him, ok?"

He nods his head but can't say anything. Dustin grabs his backpack, shoots him a smile, and climbs out. Steve does wait until Dustin closes the front door behind him before putting the car back in gear.

He manages to get home, somehow, because Steve doesn't fully remember the drive. It's not that his mind was so focused on something else that made him fail to take in his surroundings, but rather that his mind wasn't even a part of his body anymore.

One moment he was pulling away from the Henderson residence, and the next, he was home, just standing in his kitchen in the dark. And now that his thoughts are back, or easier to process, he finds himself wondering why everyone thinks that he's going to be the one to hurt Eddie.

How many people has he hurt that this is his reputation? Is it inevitable that he will hurt Eddie? Is it truly just a matter of time until he breaks Eddies heart? Why is everyone so convinced that he will?

Briefly the thought occurs to him that maybe he should call up Eddie and break up with him right now, before Eddie has a chance to get in deep enough that Steve could break his heart, but just the thought of it breaks Steve's heart, so he's not going to do that. Doesn't want to do that. That would just be punishing Eddie for something he didn't do.

None of this is Eddie's fault, and Steve's an asshole for even thinking of breaking up with him because of it. Which feeds him back into the loop of thinking that maybe everyone is right about him. He is an asshole and will someday hurt Eddie, perhaps even on purpose.

He loves Eddie. He's in love with Eddie. But does loving him mean proving his friends wrong? Or does it mean leaving him before they're proven right?

He wants to ask everyone why they think he'll hurt Eddie.

He wants to ask everyone why they don't care if he's the one that gets hurt.

[loving-like-a-dog]

I miss his blood.

I want to cut him open, eat all of his insides, drink his blood and break his ribs to eat his heart.

I miss him so much I want to bite his neck and rip out a piece of his flesh.

Everytime I kiss his neck and slightly bite it I get to rough because I bite 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｔｅ puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq puɐ ǝʇıq and b̴̨͇̘͉̣̜̗̞̂̏̑̉͠í̷̞͙̩̠͔̌̒̑͊̉̾͜t̷̨̫̻̗͒̆̒̋͊̆̈́̈́͐ͅë̸̯̱̲̮̻ ̷͔̱͔̖͍̭̃̌��̮͔a̵̹̞͚̭̬͛́͐̈́̓̋͌̚̚n̸͓̼̦̅d̸̯̼̈́́̃͋́͒̉̄ ̴̣̱́̊̿͐̈́̐̊͘̚͝ḃ̸̳̼̯̂̍i̵̭̗̪̼͖̳̥͈͈͒̔t̸̢̠͓̣̺̳̐͗͌̋͐̒̂͝e̵̤͍̖͗̅̔̃́̑̈͠ͅ ̴̟͊a̷̧̧͙̦̝͈͍͔̣̐͛̍͆ṋ̸̢̹͔̼̯̯̓͒̓̎́d̴̨̨̛̫̲̙͈̗͎̞͐̎̎̇ ̴̠̬͎̈͘b̸̨̮́̈́͑͒i̷̞̦̦̿̏͘t̷̘̺͍̣͍͉͉͐̓̐̓́̈́e̶̯͈͉͓̠̪̹͎̯̓̿͂̑͘ͅ ̵̜̪̥̟̘̈̽͌͌͋ȁ̵͉n̸̟̮̮̝͚̙͇̤̅̔͋̽̄̅̔̅͜͠ͅd̸̹̼́̔͋͛͌͘͠ ̴̧̻̘̱̲̫̟̥̞̏͒̋͗̇̌̿͊̉ͅḃ̴̛̮̭ͅi̴̖̰̹͆̋͐͜t̸̳̹͓̰̫̭̫̭̽͘ͅē̶̛̘̲̈́ ̵̧̛̹̥̱̦̦͔̹͒͋̒̿̕͜a̸͔͕̳̣̞̝̼͎̰̔̀͐n̶͕͆͐̎͋̒̈́̌͠d̶̢̢̨̢̖̗͇̩̰̀͊̔̓̌̓̄͘ ̶̳̜̯̫̰̗͂͐̍̀b̶̛̟̫̎̉͗͌̈́͂͘i̶͎͔̺̰̩̔̌̇̕͜͠t̷̛̙̫͑̒̀̓͠͠͝ẹ̴̻̏̋̅̅̔̅̿͂̏͊ ̸͚̳̝̓ą̷̛̟͇̘̤̝̙̤̯͎̄̓̊̃̓̉͊͘n̵̽̉̄͘̕͝ͅd̵̛̮̐̒ ̶̰̙̯͇̫͐̍͝b̸̼̤̳̂̆͂͝͠͝i̵̠̮̗̬͓̜͖̋ţ̵͖̦͈̬̯̳͖̄̀̽̒̋̀̈̚ė̶̠̳̪̔͑͋̌̓̈͒̂̕ ̴̯͆͝â̶̓̈͝��͙͎n̵͍͙͉̯̱̙̖͙̟̣͂͋̉̀̌̒͝d̸͎̥̟̪̰̖̻̹̀̂̀ ̴̳̩͓̺̞̟̞̯̀͊̏̓̿͛̚͠b̴̫̞͎̝͖̘͆̇̈́̃̎̃̚͝í̶̧̝̺̄t̷̘͍̖̪̙̓̑̃̒̚̚͠͝͝͠ͅe̵̜̥͖̥̼͂̑̄̋̉̍͜ ̷̹̍͌̍̀͝a̸̠̳̺̾̐̉̽̅͊͠͠n̶̗̬͚̱̘̜̾̎̉d̴̢͈̦̭̮̃ ̸̡̦̫̮̈́̔b̴̡̛̤̻̘̗́̾͊̀͐̌͒̓̌ī̸̞͈̖̳̫͙̼̘̜̒͝ͅţ̶̥̘͎͖͌e̶̹͍͈̝̤̞̓̈́̉̓̎̂̏̅̚͝ ̶̤͚̀̆͌̏̂̚͜͝a̷̛̫͙̟̹̹̗̾̓̀ͅn̸̡̺̱̝̺̱̹͋̋̉̂͝d̶̢̲̺͕͂̏ ̸̠̥̲͝b̷͚̹̯̃͐ĭ̴̢̧̻̖̪̟̰̑̓t̶̫̹̰̯͖̥̓̂͜͜ȅ̴̡̻̹̩̝̮͕̦̟͖́̈́ ̶̤̮̝̫̥͎͓̼̒̽̏̍̅̀̅̓̽̚ä̸̡̡͉͎̯̪́̔̓͛̔̾͐͊̕͜͝n̴̝̦̥͇̲̄d̴̨̖̙͚̉̿̈ ̶̜͕̐̌̊͐̋͗̐̓͝b̵̡̯̙̳̜̳̲̃̆͋͊͌i̸̛̛̫͖͎͎̓̆̐̔̌̕t̷̳͙͍̹̺̘̀̚ͅę̷̝͚̍͊̒̈́͐̅̊͜ ̴̖̩̣̺̝̰͋̅̾̏̌͛͂̊͜a̶̲̩͉͑n̶̢̠̰̰̙͙̆̓̊͠ͅd̸̛̻̏̌̚ͅ ̶̤́͐̇̄̌b̷̛͕̫̹̻͛̌̿͋͂́̿̍͝i̷̱̻͚͎̦̒̇́͛̿̏̋̽̚t̶̼̣͇̒̿e̸̬̾̍͋̈ ̵̧̠͕͙̭̬̗̼̂̐̏̃a̶̢̝̗͍̗̦̣͕͇̯̎̑ṋ̶̡̧̭͍̟̉̏̽̽̿̓̃̅̚d̴͈̗̤̜̾͒̏̈́̈́̂́̃͒ ̷͕̽̂̽b̵̯͇̳̬͓͍̼̱̃̋̄̊͌ì̴̢̖̱̞͙̤̯̣́ͅṫ̷̜̟̮̟͕͐̓̅̈́͘͝ḛ̶̰̠̥͙͎̬̖̇̀̈́͜ ̷̭̮̗̹̰̓́́͐̚͠ą̶͈͖̽̚��̻̬ͅņ̸̳̤̯̻̦̹̇̈́͑̄͊̀͊̍͗͝d̷̜̖̔̈̉̑̌̀̓̃̕͠ͅ ̷̳͙̲̰͊́͑̚͝b̵̢͖̫̜̜̳͕͙̂̾́̄̽̏͋́̚ī̷̢̧̧͙̹͜t̵̨͇̟͒̓̀ͅͅę̷̥͚͍͓͉̑̈́ ̶̰͔̜͋a̷̢̲̙̬̰̽͆̑̿̈́̊̓͜͠n̷̺̭͍̫̘͓̼̣̓̅̇̐̆̂̐͜d̶̛̮̘͕̤̩̯̊̇̚ ̷̨͇̜̻̳͆̽̑̌̚̚͝b̴͈͇̬͓̬̳̳̘̺̙͌í̶̡̡̢̝̱̜̻̰̾̀̚͝t̸̬̥͔̣̦͕̽͐̎͆̇͠ͅe̸̢̿ ̵̨̠͈̱̔̒͌ḁ̷͕͓̲̣͚͉͕̠̠͆̈́̕n̴̡̯͖̯̮͈̰̞͆̈́͗ď̸̫̥̣͚̮͚̗̝̀̈́͝ ̴̗̦̗̦̫̱̙͗͑b̴̢̰̟̦̻̼̥̋i̶̢̢̼̎̿̓͂̽͒t̵͈̼͔̹̥͗̎̉̔͝ē̶̢̲̮̪̂̒̋̑͒̀̾̈́͜ ̷̢͉̿́̆͋̈́â̷͔͗̀͋̔̒n̷̹̗̹͓̙̯̱̗̞̄d̵̨͕̱̞̬̺̒̀̅ ̸̢͇̦̜͕̩͖͔̠̭͌͝b̶̧͖̤̄i̴̟͎̾̋͆̑͊̅͛͒͠t̶̛̘̝͚̹̟̪̹͔̻̔ȩ̶̡͉̰̋͒͂̾͂͐̈̿͛ ̴̛̼͚̦̪̾̎̂͆̌͌͐͘̕ą̴̩͙͉̖̪̑̒̅͆͘͝n̷̛̛͉̝̾̿̎͊͋̌̿͝d̵̰̑̐͒͋́̃͗̃̒͠ ̷̳̱̗͓̜̟̞̲͇̎̂̈́̈́̅b̵̳̭̘̹͉̝̈́̈́́̿̚̚͠i̸̜̝̭̯̻͚̠̋́̈́̎̕t̵̳̲̔̎̓̋͆͒ḙ̶͖̱͈̣̬̉̇̊̃̌͒̓̇͝ ̴̨̛̮̫̟̫͎͔̿̿͛͋̐̎̎a̷̛͓͓̜̬̠̖̱̍̽̉͑n̶̨͚͓̳̻̲̪̜̲̎͛̕d̶͔͔̬͈̰̜̤̱̾͑̈́͗̍̒͝͝ ̶̡̧̣͎̞̺̗̥̞̇̑b̷̢͓̲̫͇͓͌i̶̡̛̬̮̦̎͆̀̍͘ẗ̴͓̲̙̼͕͔̯̗́͛̊̔̂͑̚͝͝͠ë̶̖͕͖̼́͑̈́̒̃ ̶̠͈͛̇̽̑̋̕ã̶̘̞̰͍̱͙́͂̾̉̏͊͝n̴̡̻̮̰̙̼͇̈́́̇̇͑̐̉ͅd̶̢̡̛̝̠͎̥̲͓͐̊́̋̈́̈̚ ̴͉̉͜b̶͕̣̭̦̟͔͕̄̑̉̓̒ȋ̸̡͖̣̩̖̀͛̊ẗ̴̨̟̫̰̻̼́̀͌́̀̽e̷̙̍̐̀̕̕ ̵̦̄̊̇͊͋̓ą̴̺̭̿̓̐̿͌͛̓̋͘ṇ̵̛̺̂̽͂͘͝d̴̢̼͓̱̘̾̆͐͋̄̓͋̇͐̏ ̷̡̢̛͕̳̤̹̬̗̗̃͛̋̀͗̀̎̿b̶͓͙̠͎͒͒̉̚i̶̛̟̗̳̣̋͊̇͆̓t̴̠̖͖̱̪̩̘̬͊̋͌̒͌͝e̶͍͇͓̜̊̔̈́̕ ̶͕̃̈͂̌̃̍͌̄̃͘ȧ̷̝̾͑̈́́̊͊̕n̶͈̬̗̼̆͂̂̑͋͘̕͜͝d̷͚̱̦̈́̓ ̸̺̭̦͙͇̂̽͗̊̐͌́̋͌b̸̮̖̯͍̟͇̉̊̌͘̕͜ǐ̴̹͗͂̇͗ẗ̷͓͍͈̣̗̺́͊̋̈́̒̅̓͜͜ȩ̶̨̻́̚͝ ̶̧̬͈̱̇͝

Until he tells me it hurts too much and it's so hard for me to stop. I want to taste him and rip him apart.

I don't want to hurt him, I want to make him feel loved and protected but I also want to kill him and cuddle with his gutted corpse until I die in his arms from starvation because I wouldn't ever get up.

Eternal cuddles.

[throes-of-warm-tornadoes]

okay no offense but i’m not a fan of Five finding his “real life” dolores. like, that diva was literally a coping mechanism for him. a tangible reminder that he was so lonely that he made a literal piece of plastic his companion. i think the idea of it is sweet but at the end of the day i think that if Five did find someone romantically it should be someone that makes him feel silly and carefree, not someone that is a fleshy replica of an Apocalyptic Souvenir

[welcometogrouchland]

Noticing that TV and film will often have a character either have had an abortion in the past that isn't showcased on screen (and just used as part of the character's ~fucked up and twisted backstory~) OR contemplate getting an abortion in the present day but not to through with it. Just once I want to see someone delete that fetus within the events of the plot and not be like. Extremely majorly punished for it and/or be in the wrong

[yardsards]

"they never dated but they ARE exes" is such a funny relationship for two characters to have. very awkward relationship to have irl tho

[mychanicalbrides]

why are some people so rigid in their beliefs. ill say ill like something and ill immediatly get shot down, without any consideration. i get you dont like some random music artist, but im still your friend, and i think that matters more than any music opinion :(

[passerinesoncaffeine]

I'm actually going to gnaw my own hand off.

[transgalvantula]

not now kitten mommy's trying to hold it all together right now

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

ahaeheme ehemeehme i met Red finally <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

[neo-shitty]

GETO SUGURU.

[kakusu-shipping]

PokeSonas! I still am not positive what I’m doing with them, but they have cool personalities and capability for story I think!

The Scorbunny is a Scorbunny who’s more into Baseball than Soccer, mostly due to a Pokemon Baseball team he’s obsessed with who’s star player is a Victini. He’s on a Pokemon little league team and dreams of one day being in the pro leagues in Unova and meeting his hero. I dunno who his trainer is, if he has one, or what, but I love the drawing of him in a little hat and kind of want to get commissions of him done.

The Chespin is a knight under the Kalosian Knights, run by Wilkstrom. Despite his small size, he holds up rather well and has advanced beyond most peers his own age in Knight training. He takes it all very seriously, maybe a little too seriously. I could also imagine him as a character in a Mystery Dungeon game where he still takes everything way too seriously. He’d assist in escorts and get really into keeping whoever he’s leading safe, as a knight should for his liege. He’s all about the Knight Life.

I still have no idea what I’m doing with these guys, but I like making ref sheets right now. Might make some more for other’s from the sketch sheet, might not. We’ll see.

[lycanthian]

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[animutate]

also more on that some of you. um. no one in particular comes to mind but some of you circa 2021 were not normal about pico being schizophrenic. thats all i am going to say

[anomalouscutie]

my best friends girlfriend apparently loathes me to the point that theyve had fights over me???? genuinely wild ive exchanged words with her once i have no idea what i even did 😭

[sylkana]

i genuinely think that i’m in love with this man lol

[femcharlemagne]

another tuesday of silly bonking...