#IMMMM. joking.

[sculked]

convex is literally a dying species you are introducing an invasive species (grian) and it’s literally making the convex sick. and making them die.

[highfunctioningfleshrule63]

if i say anything i fear i will be killed. you didnt hear this from me

[menlove]

what a completely normal and platonic song to outright and publicly say is about "a relationship" and not a marriage and then immediately relate it to being about your feelings for your Boy Best Friend

not even joking when I say if all the rest of it didn't exist "this one" would be enough to convince me like what kind of gay hell. man......

[mintytealfox]

Chuckles over here got JOKES PFFF looking for them 'lols'

first with the 'I am sorry to say I am French' and NOW THIS IMMMM

I don't know why I found this so funny LOL the image of Inference just waking up and this guy just waltzes in like 'hmmm yesss many questions you have mmm"

I CAN'T WITH HIM LOOL

[pumpkinsy0]

can we please get some fluffy/cute papercut hcs?!? i feel like people have been asking/sending in too many things about other characters/shows and i need my fix back

ur right bro im sorry i need to get back into my papercut roots,,,i apologize,,,i know my place,,,

•curly would ONLY hold ponys hands if its so he can squeeze it w the force of fucking superman and ponys hand is just throbbing in pain

•pony calls darry superman,,,and curly calls tim batman,,,,and pony asked “wouldnt that make u robin” and he stopped laughin IMMEDIATELY, aint shit funny man shut up🙎🏽‍♀️

•when i say curly cant cook, i mean he CAN, but it probably wont look that appetizing, tried making ribs once and the way it was looking pony had to ask “whos ribs r those”, like a ‘what the fuck animal did that come from, it looks like it should be in the move the thing’

•these niggas SUCK at uno if they were a team together, they argue too much and would probably accidentally shown one of the cards they got😭

•pony did try teaching curly some gymnastics but curly nearly broke a bone doing it, he is NOT athletic enough to b doin it, he can do a backflip though (barely but still)

•curlys practiced braiding hair (for angela mainly) on pony, he wanted to prove he could do it☝🏽☝🏽

•there r these designs ppl in haiti paint on themselves for carnival and id like to think that curly tried doing it on ponys had w a pen in class, he was bored and pony likes the feeling

•curly kinda gets cuteness aggression???but not rlly??? he just likes pony a lot and sometimes roughhouses to get the feeling out, its just in his bones

•they also had a chicken contest to see who could inhale the most w a cigarette, was like a “who can catch cancer speedrun” atp, they dont even know who won, they took a deep inhale and chocked and dropped the cigarettes and couldnt tell whos was whos

•i think it would b cute if curly had a freckle on his lips and pony would look at it a lot and curly would joke “what u wanna kiss me or somethin🤨”

•sometimes pony “flirts” w curly right back when he drops a line on him and curly is always surprised cause he NEVER suspects it, but hes not complaining

•immmm ginna hc they move to brooklyn bc thats where i am and i demand them they stay close to me, but if they hear a few cars blasting music at night driving past one of them is thinking “shut the hell uppp” while the other is like “wow!!!!humans r rlly alive in this moment w me!!!”, it flip flops whos who

[turntechyaoihead]

this looks a bit fammmmiliar dontcha think

next thing you knowwww her ass is gonna pop out wwwwith that dummmmb autismmmm stare. joke.

immmm not hyperanaliyzongnmg this shit howwwwever the fuck you spell it

too lazy to do that today

[sufferingink]

why didn't anyone tell me I misspelled gender in the tags

I HATE when people are like "oh you shouldn't get gender affirming surgery, BECAUSE 400 YEARS FROM NOW when archeologists discover your bones they are gonna think that you are what you were assigned at birth" like I care about that?? fuck you, i'm getting top surgery because it would make me feel better about myself, not to bamboozle archeologists with my rotting corpse. imagine treating everything like that

ok but have you considered that I am a greater priority to me than all those other people? have you considered the fact that I could not care less about what archeologists think about my bones???

"you shouldnt get a tattoo because it won't show up on your skeleton"

"you shouldn't dye your hair cause it won't be on your skeleton"

ok and???? could not care less

[skylerfurmaniac-deactivated]

Rules and Description :P

Hi! I"m Skylerfurmaniac! Or Skyler/Sky for short (if you wanna ask me a question). And welcome to my blog (also sorta ask blog but it isn't really much of one anymore, but you can still do it! I love getting asks)! This blog is where I reign and spread my chaos and love to people lol. I'm just a chaotic little rainbow furbean >:3! My pronouns are they/them, and I'm omnisexual/romantic!!

I LOVE IF YOU MAKE ART OF ME OR MY OC'S OR MY SPAMTON YOU HAVE FULL PERMISSION TO DO IT, NO NEED TO ASK I LOVE ANY ART THAT IS FOR ME <3

Rules of the blog:

things you WILL get ban for:

NSFW asks or stuff that are similar. You can make jokes, but nothing too weird

Being rude to any community in the asks. Such as furry community, lgbtqia+, or black etc.

Asking for personal information

faking to be someone famous and try to make them look bad/ if you start to not respect my distance or stuff. If you aren't my friend and start asking for a lot of stuff or stuff I don't share with strangers

pls, if you want to vent to me or something, you can dm me, but pls don't do it in the asks or send like self harm photos

And that's everything! If you follow these, then you will have a very fun time here! I will make sure to respect everyone who asks something in this blog, but I may tease you, just a warning.

*BYE!!

Edit: I kinda forgot to put some stuff about myself, soooo

Hi! You already know my name and pronouns, But I want to put some personality stuff in here

I also will not be doing commissions, too much work for me right now. But, if you want, I love to do an art trade! But at some moments, I may not be able to due to what's going on, or I have too many art trades.

Secondly,

BRO HE'S COOL (and cute) OKAY

And thirdly, I have a second blog that interacts more with @drowninnoodles, @thenocturnenarrator, @tranquil-slaughterhouse, @ludrii-alt, & more! Some people didn't really like what I was posting with them, So I made an alt. account. If you want to follow that one, it's called @hellagang

edit:

I really like making new friends, so don't be shy to ask!

Also, tell me if you like picrew, cus i do them here and there, and I would like to tag you!

link to all my art repost! (lol don't use that its kinda weird, I have an art tag now XD)

Edit: lol I forgot about my tags I know this is a newer edit then the next one, but I feel like it should be put here

sooo my tags!

#skyler's art: my art!

#sky's chaotic reblogs: my reblogs from other people lol

#sky's random rambles: just random stuff I say

#sky's serious reblogs: the more serious of reblogs

#not my art: reblogs I make that aren't my art

#skyler/Skyler art!!!!/skyler's ref/FANART!: lol art of my persona that other people made of me or stuff that I made of my persona :D

#skyler's gremlin mode activated: IM REALLY HAPPY AND EXCITED OR HYPERACTIVE OF THIS POST AND I REALLY LOVE XDD

yeah :3

Edit:

immmm just going to add these

(PLATONICLY)

anyways, feel free to use these!

edit:

I made a server for tumblr undertale/deltarune artists!

my discord username is skylerfurmaniac, dm me if ya wanna join! (And if you want, you can add tumblr friends!)

also, that's if the link doesn't work (which is it doesn't can someone tell me pls?)

anyways

here is the link!!

[lovermyme]

Danm, i really like aonung and spider ship concept, theres so much potential, it could be funny, fluffy, angst, a love comedy 🥺 so much potential

Immmm late on night needing sleep but being consumed by these boys, i will be just throwing silly throughs of what i most like about them rightnow

Qlso, maybe a little bit of aonung x neteyam

(context: is like an au where, after the boat episode, spider is "adopted" by the sully family (that hc where neytiri make a deal w him, i already talked about it here), and the sully family stays in metkayina. Neteyam still dead, because i like the angst he brings to te family 💞 but i also like the one where he is alive)

Let me start.

Aonung fell in love first, of course. When he first saw spider, aonung thought he was a weird, sad, wet human. He knew about spider, because the sully kids have throw his name in the conversation some times,he knew little, and was expecting this weird sad wet human boy, that spend months in captive, had just lost a brother and everything. Everyone was. But he wasn't like this.

Well, the first days he was kind like this, with the funeral, mourning, and adapting in the new place. But he soon seems recovered from this.

Because Spider had spend his first days as a sully mourning his old friend now brother (that had died because of him), having to look in jake and neytiri face while knowing they know he had saved their enemy (who is also his father), have to look in his now siblings face that didn't know he had saved their enemy, having to adapt to a newly hostil place, an to complete, having to deal with the selfish through that nobody asked nothing about what happened while he was gone.

I mean, kiri and loak asked sometimes, but he could not just answered that he was tortured by rda to them. "I was fine, ya know, im son of the chief", he said. But it made it worse, cause they asked about his dad, and he also could not just answered that he had a weird bond with the avatar of his dead father that is also a big ALIVE problem.

He could have told the truth to jake or neytiri if they had been the one who asked in these first days. But they did not. Don't blame them, it was hard times for everyone.

When they did, spider had already made the decision to never talk to anyone about the torture and details about what happened. He said he was in captive, and that was enough. (Norm and max even insisted in making some exams, but nothing too deep, he seems ok).

And thats it. After the first days, aonung met this gentleman, that was always trying makes his sibling laugh, that always plays with tuk, that is respectable with the others, dedicated with his responsibilities, a skilled warrior, an easy learn. And a little weird sad wet human, not gonna lie, he was a human after all.

Aonung found a human weird, he had seem humans but only by far. when kiri had a convulsion, he saw some human from far away, when the battle started he saw some humans far away, but spider was close. In his friend circle, talking with his sister and making jokes with his friends. With aonung.

He didn't was mean to him like he was first with the sully siblings, also, neteyam death was still to fresh, hanging out was already delicate to the sully siblings, but they had fun showing the places and teaching spider the way of water. They forgot for a while the sadness of being less one. Eventually, the memories come back, thats when aonung feels like a intrude in these hangouts with the sullys, when they talk about the Forrest neteyam, the one that spider meet. He listen carefully despite, he likes knowing new things about neteyam.

He switch sides with spider when they talk about the sea neteyam. Spider didn't meet sea neteyam, he listen carefully too, he likes to know what his brother did while he was not here.

Spider doesn't like talking about neteyam. Not because he doesn't like neteyam, he loves him. But he doesn't like the sadness these conversations bring with. But when he has no choice, he always try bring back good memories. Aonung notices it, it harm his heart.

Spider is really good with the arrow, strong arms and good eyes, neytiri says. (He is good with the guns too, he didnt said this but quaricth badly-taught him, but he is watcher & easy learn, so it was enough.) He turned out a very skilled warrior, a little slow but for a human... 🗣️

(He is also a good artisan, yeah aonung, 5 fingers are for this, but also, tiny hands.)

Aonung was very interested in this human creature. They have had conversations, friendly conversations. They hang out together, most of the time with the whole gang, but some times just some of them.

It didn't pass aonungs mind that he was in love w spider until people (rotxo) start noticing. And it was already too late for his heart, because once the thought has pass through his mind, it consumed him.

Spider by other side never considered that anyone could fall in love w him, especially not a navi. Theres no way a navi could fall for him, for 3 reasons: 1° he is human, 2° he is human, 3° he is human.

1° he is ugly, tiny, slow and weak compared to a navi, because he is a human.

2° he didn't have a queue, he could never "bond w a navi in the eye of aywa", because he is a human

3° the one that keeps him awake if he thinks to much about, humans dont mate for life like navis. Navis have only one partner in their life, humans no, have you heard humans storys? What if he falls in love w a navi, marry them, spend years together, and one day just wakes up and doesn't love his partner no more???? He could never do this to a navi.

Not that he havent fantasy with it, of course he has dreamed about finding love in pandora, he has talked with a new person his age and planned their whole life together in 5 minutes one or two times. But thats only it. He didn't think about it very much, its not something he consider important, because its not something he think will ever happen with him. He was fine w that, he never really fell in love in his life, and already have too much problems.

He was stressed, he try push it aside, but the true is he was on edge all the time.

And i will continue tomorrow, its so late iv spend hours timhinking about them, i have college and doctor tomorrow,, good night

[etherealjellyfishgirl]

My favorite thing is artist’s interpretations of characters

is this me asking for people to give me there artist interpretation of my oc maverick

noooooo…… I’m just leaving this drawing of her here forrrrrrr funnnnnnnnn

mmmmhhhmmmmmm funnnnn

And immmm reeeminddding yoouuuu she has a kneee braaaaacccceeee fooooooooorrrrr funnnnnn mmmhhmmm

immmm asking that iffff yoouuuu draaewww hhherrr and youuuu tttioi showwww meee fooooerrr funnnnn

(All of this is a joke unless you DO actually want to draw her?)

[francebaby]

immmm soooooo closeeeee to finishinggg

yeah i have a summer class but its like some boring ass analyze anime class and im not really counting it

ive restrained myself from weed all semester. sure i have partaken in the devils lettuce a little bit here and there but i've been a good noodle :3 no getting high every single day when there's work to be done

my ass gonna go buckwild..... almost time to melt away my university brain cells... joking of course. im ready to have a new healthy relationship with that green devil :-)

[wisteria-empress]

my dear living adventure to escape chapter 4 (sabigiyu and other ships)

Author note

Terribly sorry for late updates everything is kinda a mess for me at the moment but I'm going to try my best of getting the next few chapters out<3

Giyu first pov 

After I had woken up for what I only thought was a few hours I was in a room I didn't recognize but before I could process everything I was brought to a warm embrace by Sabito.

"You're finally awake" he said he was staring to cry as a few drops of tears formed.

"What do you means finally?" I questioned him I thought it had only been a few hours .

"Giyu you were out for days" he answered me,I looked at him as I was questioning about almost everything.

"You're joking right?" I wasn't going to believe him.

"Look at me Giyu why would I joke about this"I answers me once again .

"oh I don-" I was cut off as I winced in pain, a unbearable pain that was deriving from the back of my head.

"GIYU ARE YOU OKAY" Sabito was starting to panic he put his hands on my shoulders and shakes me a bit.

"I think I'm fine" I try to reassure him but the back of my head still hurts .

A door creaked open as a man with silvered colored hair walked in with a tray from what I could see it was probably tea,miso soup, and grilled mackerel with a bowl of rice.

"Ah I see you're awake good to know" he said before setting the tray he brought in beside me.

"Yeah I am" I responded in a much softer tone than when I was speaking to Sabito.

"you're gonna want to eat something you've been out for a few days your body Is malnourished from being out that long" he said to me once again tapping the table where he sat the tray .

I picked up the soup bowl and tried to drink the soup(good soup😽) before realizing it was way too hot and dropped the bowl on instinct .

"Giyu you have to be more careful" Sabito looked down at the floor as the soup so now on the floor (no more soup😞).  "I'll get a rag you just eat the other food on the tray".

Sabito ran out of the room we were in to grab a rag while the old man still stared at me "so your name is Giyu?" He asked me.

"Yes sir" I nodded in response to his question "but who are you?" I asked him.

"Sakonji Urokodaki" his answer was short and simple.

"Immmm bacccckkkkkk giyyyuuuu" Sabito called out to me as he cleaned the soup for the floor. "you barely even touched the other food on your tray" he looked at me disappointed .

"I barely have enough strength to sit up right I don't think I can eat" i awkwardly chuckled.

"I'll just feed you than" he said with no second thought I looked at him with a 'wtf is wrong with you' as he processed what he just said "OH I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE UH-UM" a slight tint of pink shown on his cheeks.

I giggled a bit as be was blushing "alright fine you can" I allowed him to do so. he grabbed a spoon and broke down the mackerel into smaller prices to I'll be easier to pick up. "say ah Giyu~" he used the spoon to pick up some of the mackerel as well as some rice .

"AHH" I opened my mouth slightly as Sabito slowly feeds me the food .

After the whole embarrassment of him feeding it to me I started asking questions to the man who saved us.

"So who exactly are you?" I asked him he looked at me before hesitating.

"A demon slayer" he answered yet my blank stared answered everything for him. Even Sabito turned to us.

"A what?" I asked him not knowing what a demon slayer was. Sabito walked over to me and sat beside me "Giyu you know that monster we encountered at the forest?" He asked me 

"Yeah what about it?" I clocked my head to side and process everything "THAT WAS A DEMON?"  I basically jumped from the bed and maybe slapping the bed. (I think that's what it's called forgive me it's not)

(3rd pov [I got tired of first pov])

Urokodaki nodded his head and started speaking again "the ones you encountered in the forest were indeed demons you were lucky not to meet ones of higher levels" he adverted his eyes to another part of the room before adding on "I am a demon slayer I kill the same creatures you had just seen that's why you had survived" 

Giyu eyes widen processing everything and remembering something else "what day is it?" He asks urokodaki answered it with a bit of confusion "August 26th why?" Giyu turned to Sabito and started shaking him "it's been almost 5 days since we left the palace if we're not far enough they're going to catch us" 

Sabito realized what Giyu meant by that and knowing the what would happen to them if they got caught Sabito would definitely have to marry Kizana and Giyu and his sister would loss their jobs in the palace

"Is there something you need to tell me" the white hair man ask them wanting to know what they were talking about "Well uh erm all you need to know is that if we don't leave the kingdom fast we're bound to get caught" Sabito gave an awkward chuckle before Giyu elbows him "we need to leave the kingdom as fast as possible that's all we can let you know"

Author's note

FORGIVE ME FOR SUCH THE LATE UPDATE IGE TRIED BUR HAPPY HOLIDAYS FOR ANYONE WHOS CELEBRATING

[blnk338]

DAWGGGG IMMMM BACCCCKKK

anyways. Istg if I see one more “she flipped her dirty blonde hair as she joked with him” TYPE THING IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND LIKE IM NOT BLONDE FIRST OF ALL. SECOND OF ALL WHAT IF I WAS BALD. WHAT IF I WAS MR CLEAN LOOKIN FOR A GOOD FANFIC.

dont know where this came from but full send bro like what about the chrome domes of the world man

[cloudstrifing]

told my partner the orange you glad I didn't say banana knock knock joke and he had NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE and laughed in genuine delight immmm 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

[taintedcigs]

Now, he is sitting here, in the corner of the bar, with a drink that he had bought with his fake ID, soon he won’t have to use it anymore. With his head hung low, he lets his mind go to places that he had avoided all day. Dark thoughts that hold nothing but heartbreak and loneliness. He doesn’t feel miserable, just really fucking sad. He has people who care about him, friends who love him, people he now considers family. And yet, he still feels lonelier than ever.  ALLLLREADY CRYING. dude this is so SO Sad. but at the same time soooo relatable. im gonna die he needs a hug fr :(( ill give him some warm hugssss

Before his mind can react, his heart is already fluttering when he hears your voice. He raises his head, eyes finding you immediately. You’re here. You’re here with Eddie. And you look more beautiful than ever. OH MY GOD STOP ITTT. I LOVE THIS SMMM THEM RUNNING INTO EACH OTHER FUUUUCKKKK!!!

But, Eddie has Wayne, he always had Wayne. Steve doesn’t. He doesn’t have anyone who looks after him. He is all by himself.  STOP STOP STOP THIS IS SO SAD. THIS IS WHY THEY'RE SO TETHERED. THEY SHOULD JUST KIS- HUG I MEAN UHHH AND LIKE COMFORT EACH OTHER.

“Please, Eddie,” you whisper, mustering up the best puppy eyes and a pout that he can never say no to. “We can just have fun together, you’ve never met drunk Steve before, he can be funny – unless he decides to break your heart but, that won’t happen to you, don’t worry,” you giggle. LMAOOO IM CRYING SHE JUST HAS NO CHILL BUT LIKE GO GIRL. I DEAL W MY TRAUMAS BY JOKING ABT THEM TOO SHES SO REAL FOR THIS ONE IDC.

“Lay off, Robin. Maybe he just wanted to get a few drinks and not deal with your annoying ass,” he says to her with a grin.  IMMMM CRYING AT EDDIE AND READER GANGING UP AGAINST ROBIN TO PROTECT STEVE. IM LOVING THEIR DYNAMIC. SOSO MUCH. JUST SO FUN AND WARMS MY HEART.

“Not like that.”  “Like what?”  “Like you’re mocking me!” Steve exclaims. “How am I mocking you, Steve?” ONCE AGAIN. I LOVE THEIRY DYNAMIC. THEY ARE SO BOYFRIENDS. AND THEY'RE ALSO READERS BOYFRIENDS. IK WE'RE NOT GETTING STEDDIE X READER BUT LIKE ITS STILL FUN LMAOO.

Steve can’t even fight the smile off his lips, his eyes crinkle, his cheeks flush and he giggles, “we’re in the pool, having the best time of our lives, right? And, fifteen year old me apparently thought that it was a good idea to kiss my best friend, but I totally missed her lips and kissed her nose and she fucking laughed at me, but I wanted to try again. I lean in when I suddenly feel the urge to throw up.” KISSING HER NOSE IM CACKLINNNGGG. THE WAY ROBIN IS PROB LISTENING TO THEIR STORY LIKE THIS

“A girlfriend?” You ask as you raise the glass to your lips, shrugging, “I don’t know, I never thought about it but kissing girls is fun, so.. I suppose doing anything else with a girl is fun too.” UHM... HELLO? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? NANCY X READER IS SO REAL? I WON? WE'RE SO FUCKING BAD NANCYREADER NATIONNNNN. (let me live my delusion)

“What’s that?” ohhhhhh shit. steve you fucked up sooo damn bad. like not even once? NOT EVEN ONCE?? you could've at least tried and fucked up but this is AWWWFUUUL.

Oh. Steve had never – fuck. How? If you were his, he’d spend day and night on his knees, worshiping you. why are there flutters and butterflies in my stomach and vagina rn. im literally on the verge of dying.

“Fine! Two or three months ago, happy? Now, Harrington, I think I should teach you some basics.” OHHHH SHIT. EDDIE U FUCKED UPPPP?!?!?! IDC READER HAS A RIGHT TO BE MAD!!! I SUPPORT WOMENS RIGHTS BUT ALSO WOMENS WRONGS (she could do no wrong reader is my angel princess)

“You have never actually eaten pussy before, dude?” Robin mumbles. Steve rubs the back of his neck, nervously, “I mean, yeah. Just not–” he pauses with a look of shame in his eyes as he briefly glances at you. IM CRYING STEVE JUST STFUUUUUU U R DIGGING URSELF INTO A BIGGER GRAVE STAWPP IT.

Whether it’s tears of anger or tears of sadness. You are sick of it. You are sick of yourself. You are sick of crying. You are sick of the pining, of the jealousy, of the sadness. OH MY POOR ANGEL. EDDIE U BETTER FIIIIX IT RN. MAYBE GIVE HER A BIG OL' KISS? A SMOOCHIE SMOOCH?!? I NEED THEM TOGETHER SO BADLY BUT IM NOT BLAMING GIRLIE FOR THIS ONE.

You are done. You are so fucking done. oh you're always so real cheer. I CANNOT WAIIIT FOR THE TENSION BETWEEN THEM!! AS ALWAYS IM IN LOVE W THIS STORY AND IM SO EXCITED TO SEE MORE FROM EDDIE X READER THEY ARE MY BABIIIESSS.

I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss | part 26

Warnings: 18+, angst, alcohol consumption, weed, mentions of vomiting, mentions of sex, mentions of cunnilingus, clueless reader, jealousy

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem!reader | Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: During a spontaneous birthday 'party', you find some things out, things that maybe should've been left unsaid.

Word count: 6k+

A/N: So, this chapter took a whole turn while I was writing it. It was supposed to head into a whole different direction but my angsty heart, had to say no to the fluffy route. @hellfire--cult thank you for helping me, you're amazingggg

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Steve lied. 

He lied again. 

It’s something he hasn’t done in a while. 

He promised himself to never do it again, knowing how much damage it had caused in the past, in both relationships that he had. 

This lie is harmless, though. At least, he thinks that it is. 

He spent the day with Robin and Dustin, they had surprised him with a homemade birthday cake that Robin had made with Chrissy’s help, it would’ve been a cute one, had Dustin not ruined it with his Star Wars decorations. Lucas and Max showed up as well, ‘surprising’ him by throwing a bunch of balloons and confetti at him. 

They made him blow out the candles, before forcing him to open all the presents. Dustin’s present was not surprising, at all. A Star Wars movie collection. Lucas had given him a keychain, with a little basketball pendant. Max acted all careless as always, shrugging it off when he gave her a kind smile and a ‘thank you’, yet, she gave him one of the best presents, a collection of polaroids of him with the teens, with Robin and even you, along with new records, claiming that he needs to expand his music taste. He has yet to unwrap Robin’s presents. 

They ate cake, went to the movies and the diner. And afterwards, Steve drove everyone home. Robin didn’t believe him when he said that he made plans with his parents for the evening, that they’d come home to spend his birthday with him. She was suspicious, not buying the lies he was feeding her with, Steve could tell but she had no choice but to say goodbye when he dropped her off at home, he really didn’t want her to stay longer than she had to, he wanted to be alone, by himself. So, when she begrudgingly got out of the car and gave him a sad smile, he gave her a cheerful one back, pretending to be happy when he was feeling anything but it. 

He didn’t go home. He knew that his parents wouldn’t come and he couldn’t stand the thought of staying in that big house, all by himself, tonight. He drove past your street, as well, fighting the urge to go and see you. 

There is only one place he knew he would find peace at. The Hideout. 

Now, he is sitting here, in the corner of the bar, with a drink that he had bought with his fake ID, soon he won’t have to use it anymore. With his head hung low, he lets his mind go to places that he had avoided all day. Dark thoughts that hold nothing but heartbreak and loneliness. He doesn’t feel miserable, just really fucking sad. He has people who care about him, friends who love him, people he now considers family. And yet, he still feels lonelier than ever. 

He looks around the bar, it’s not very crowded, it never is. Maybe on weekends, but never during the week. Rock music plays in the back, he hears the chatter of a group of young men by the bar, they’re laughing, throwing back drinks – they are clearly having a great time. For a while, Steve watches them. How they laugh with each other, how they all look so carefree and happy. He doesn’t even know what it feels like to feel that way anymore, to have fun and be happy without ruining everything with his actions in the matter of just a few minutes. 

He sighs, leaning back in the chair, he looks down at his drink, that lately he started to find more and more comfort in. 

The door opens but he doesn’t bother to look up, not caring about whoever it is that walked through the door. He is so focused on the miserable feeling inside his chest, the tearing, the longing, the yearning, the hurt. 

Before his mind can react, his heart is already fluttering when he hears your voice. He raises his head, eyes finding you immediately. You’re here. You’re here with Eddie. And you look more beautiful than ever. You’re wearing a black dress and the dark denim jacket that he was cursing at, last year when he had yet to find out who it belonged to. Your hair is falling softly in waves, your lips are glowing a soft pink beneath the dim light, you’re giggling, slapping Eddie’s arm playfully when he whispers something in your ear.

His eyes soften, despite you being here with him, giggling at him, he can’t help but smile when he finally sees you again. It’s only been a few weeks since he had properly seen you, yet, it seems like forever.

When your eyes find him and your giggles die down, your smile falls and your eyes widen. He freezes. Not knowing how to react or what to do. Not only have you caught him staring, you have also caught him lying. Again. You were the first person he lied to about his birthday plans. He looks away with a blush on his cheeks, his hand grip the glass tighter, he inwardly curses himself out for coming here, tonight. 

“It’s his birthday, right?” Eddie mumbles behind you. 

“Yeah,” you whisper in confusion. “He told me that he would spend his birthday with his parents..” 

Eddie looks away from you and back at Steve. He sits there, looking crestfallen. His shoulders are slumped, his face etched with sadness, he can see it, even from a distance. The sight of him sitting there so lonely and sad is pitiful. Eddie knows what he feels like, at this moment. His dad never cared about him, not even on his birthdays, he never even bothered to give him a call from wherever he was currently living or staying at. 

But, Eddie has Wayne, he always had Wayne. Steve doesn’t. He doesn’t have anyone who looks after him. He is all by himself. 

“I guess they didn’t come,” you mumble with sadness and a hint of disappointment in your voice. “They never do.”

“Robin told me that he was acting weird when he dropped her off earlier.” 

Despite his dislike for him, he can’t help but feel bad for Steve. The people he wants the most, aren’t in his life. 

His parents are gone. 

You are gone. 

Steve had changed. As much as he doesn’t want to admit it, Eddie can see that he has changed for the better. That he isn’t the guy who hurt you, who left you standing on your birthday, who broke your heart and left you for someone else. He isn’t that guy anymore. Had he still been that guy, Eddie wouldn’t even bother to look at him twice and feel any ounce of pity for him but now, things are different. He is different. In a way, it scares Eddie, because he knows that he now has a chance for a second try, with you. 

“Do you think he’s here by himself?”

You shrug, looking away from Steve, you turn towards Eddie, “yeah.” 

You feel the little item in your pocket, the one that suddenly feels too heavy, the one you itch to reach for and give it to the one you got it for.

Eddie looks down at you, at the sadness in your eyes. For once, it doesn’t make him feel frustrated or annoyed to see you be so sad for someone who hurt you. 

“No one should be alone on their birthday,” Eddie mumbles.  

“Yeah,” you sigh, looking down at your hands. “But, I-I guess it’s what he wanted, he could’ve spent time with Robin.”

“He was with her before, wasn’t he?” 

“Yeah.”

Eddie sighs. There is hesitation in your voice and in your eyes.

“Do you want to spend time with him?” He asks, already feeling the dread tugging in his chest, knowing that the night won’t go the way he wanted it to.

For a moment, you stare into Eddie’s brown eyes, there’s a kindness in them, kindness for him. That is something so rare. 

“Uh, I’m sure he wants to be alone.”

Eddie knows you. Eddie knows what you want, right now. But, you are hesitating out of fear of upsetting him. 

“Sweetheart,” he whispers, placing his finger under your chin, tilting your head up. “I won’t get angry. If you want to spend time with him tonight, we can cancel our plans and you can go be with him.” He nudges his chin into Steve’s directions. “I don’t like him but, shit, even I can’t stand the fucking kicked puppy look that he’s sporting, right now.” 

You eye his face. Even through the sadness for Steve, the smile for you, you can see the slight fear in his eyes. The fear that any moment with you, will be his last one before you find your way back to Steve, before you say goodbye to a friendship that might’ve saved your life. But even through the fear, he still wants the best for you, he still wants what you want. 

“I think he wants to be alone,” you repeat.

Eddie looks over your shoulder to see him staring at you. 

“Nah, I don’t think so.”

You sigh, shaking your head. 

“What if we all hang out together?” 

“Sweetheart, I don’t think that Steve would be happy to spend time with me–”

“Please, Eddie,” you whisper, mustering up the best puppy eyes and a pout that he can never say no to. “We can just have fun together, you’ve never met drunk Steve before, he can be funny – unless he decides to break your heart but, that won’t happen to you, don’t worry,” you giggle. 

He raises his brows at you, surprised that you are making a joke about that. 

“You go buy us drinks and I’ll go convince him to spend time with us. We can just all get drunk together, maybe you’ll finally get along,” you shrug, giving him a sheepish smile, you place your hands on his chest, pushing him towards the bar, not taking no for an answer. 

“I don’t think it’ll take much convincing,” he snorts. As though you would ever have to convince Steve to spend time with you. Eddie is certain that all it takes is a glance from you and that man is already by your side, you got Steve wrapped around your finger, just like him, and you don’t even know it. 

You turn on your heel, not waiting for a response from Eddie. You make your way over to Steve, whose head is still hung low. Your heart thumps a little faster in your chest when you inch closer and closer to him. You push your hand into your pocket, reaching for the tiny bag that you had taken with you earlier when you considered dropping by his house. 

You stop in front of him, taking a shaky breath as you place the small bag on the table, sliding it towards him. 

“Happy birthday, Steve,” you whisper.

His wide eyes stare at the bag, the tiny jewelry pouch that clearly holds a present inside for him. His eyes soften, staring at your ringed fingers that linger next to his hand for a moment. 

He looks up, slowly. Hazel eyes flashing with softness when they meet yours. You stare at him with a shy smile, sadness lingering in your pretty eyes. His heart flutters so strongly, he longs to touch you. 

“Thank you,” he whispers, giving you a smile. “W-What’s that?” He asks, pointing to his present without tearing his eyes from you. 

“I got you a little present. I-It’s nothing special just, I just wanted to get you something. You don’t have to open it now, just uh–”

“Y/n,” he smiles, interrupting your rambling, “you didn’t even have to get me anything but I appreciate it, I will love it.” 

“You don’t even know what it is.”

“Yeah but it’s from you, so, I will love it, dolly.” 

A smile appears on your face, you nod slowly, whispering a small ‘okay’. You know that Steve always loved to keep certain presents for last, so you’re not surprised to see him tucking it into the pocket of his jeans. 

“Your parents didn’t come?” 

He looks down, holding the glass tighter, he shakes his head, unable to bear the pitiful look on your face. 

“Oh.”

“It’s okay,” he whispers before you can say ‘I'm sorry, steve.’ He doesn’t want you to pity him. 

“No, it’s not. You shouldn’t be alone.” 

“I-I wasn’t alone, I was with Robin all day and the kids–”

“But, now you are.”

He raises his head to look at you. And, before he can even say anything, his words get caught in his throat when he looks at you. Your eyes are glistening, not with tears and sadness, but with something else, something he cannot read. You look at him differently than you did weeks ago, not in a way that scares him or breaks him but, in a way, that only leaves him with one too many questions. He struggles to read you, to understand you. It’s like he can no longer see through you the way he could before. Nonetheless, he feels so calm and safe in your presence and he wants this moment to last forever. 

“Right now, I’m not, though. You’re here.”

You smile at his words. 

“Yeah, I’m here.” 

When Eddie appears by your side, Steve tries not to let his smile fall. 

Right. He is here too. 

“Happy Birthday, man.”

To Steve’s surprise, he sees Eddie not with two but three shots in his hands, he places them all on the table. Grinning at him in a way he can’t tell whether it’s a kind one or a sarcastic one. 

“Thanks,” Steve nods at him. 

Eddie pulls the chair back for you, you smile at him, taking the seat across from Steve. Eddie sits down beside you, leaving Steve with a questioning look on his face as he looks between the two of you. 

“W-What?”

“You think we’re gonna let you spend the night alone, Harrington?” 

Steve looks at Eddie in confusion, hearing these words not from yours but from his mouth leaves him more puzzled than ever. Eddie spending time with him willingly? He purses his lips, squinting his eyes as he turns to look at you. You smile at him, shrugging. You slide one of the shots towards him. 

“I mean, I thought that we could spend this night together,” you say, smiling with hope in your eyes. “Or we can leave if that’s what you–”

“No, I-I want to.”

He looks between you two, giving Eddie an awkward smile. 

“Cool! Let’s drink, then.” 

“Yeah, let’s drink,” he chuckles as he ditches his glass of whiskey for the shot of whatever Eddie had ordered. 

“When’s the last time you got drunk?” You ask them both. 

“Oh man,” Eddie mumbles, leaning back in his seat, he puts his arm on the back of your chair. “I don’t even remember, it’s been a while. What about you, sweetheart?” 

“Uh, well, I had a cocktail night with the girls, a few weeks ago,” you say, giggling. “Oh, also at a party.”

You and Eddie look at each other, he instantly knows what party you are talking about when he sees the amused look on your face. He chuckles, though he instantly gets taken back that night. When you showed up with that stolen bat plushie, when you told him how much you missed him, when you told him that you wished you met him first. 

Steve looks between you two, a sinking feeling in his stomach takes place. There are things you share with Eddie, things that he will never know about because he isn’t in his place anymore. 

“I knew it! I knew you were lying to me, Dingus!” 

Startled by the voice, all three of you snap your heads towards the angry girl walking towards the three of you with a frown on her face, pointing her finger at Steve. 

Steve’s eyes widen, “I can explain.” 

Something about the anger on Robin’s face and the panic in Steve’s features makes you giggle.

Robin slaps the back of his head, lightly. 

“Ouch! Robin!”

“You are such a–”

“Dingus, yeah yeah, I know.” 

Eddie laughs at that, smirking at Steve who throws him a glare.

“You think that’s funny, Munson?” 

Eddie leans back with a satisfied grin, “actually yeah.”

Robin plops down in the seat next to Steve, still staring at him with a frown on her face. 

“Why did you lie to me? Why are you here?” 

Steve sighs, scratching the back of his neck as he gives her a sheepish smile. 

“And what are you two doing here?” She asks, turning to look at you and Eddie. 

“Came here for a couple of drinks and then we found this sad puppy,” Eddie mumbles, pointing at Steve. 

Steve rolls his eyes, mumbling a few incoherent words under his breath. 

“We just asked him to spend the night with us.” 

Robin gives you a surprised look before her eyes move back to Eddie, who, doesn’t look as enthusiastic about this whole thing as you do. 

“How did you even know I was here?” 

Robin leans her elbow on the table, tilting her head at Steve, “well, I was craving some burgers and my favorite driver was apparently at a birthday dinner so I couldn’t ask him to drive me, so I walked, imagine my surprise when I saw a certain BMW standing in front of The Hideout.”

“Robin–”

“No! Don’t Robin me! Why’d you lie?” 

Steve didn’t want her to feel like it’something she had to do, hang out with him, spend his birthday with him because there’s no one else for him other than her. He doesn’t want her to do anything out of pity for him. 

He doesn’t feel comfortable to talk about it in front of Eddie or even you, knowing that you pity him the most. You always did and he hated it. A part of him always thought that that’s why you were with him, because you pitied him, the sad boy who was always abandoned by his own parents, because you knew he had no one else that cared about him, that loved him. So you stayed, you stayed even when you shouldn’t have.

Even now, you look at him with those big sad eyes with that look of pity in them. 

“Robin,” you warn when you notice how uncomfortable he looks, how he clenches his jaw and bites his lip.

Eddie senses the tension, the looks you are giving Robin, the way she is ignoring you because she desperately wants an explanation from Steve. 

“Lay off, Robin. Maybe he just wanted to get a few drinks and not deal with your annoying ass,” he says to her with a grin. 

She flips him off, rolling her eyes at him. 

“Just relax, here, take my shot and drink it, you need it, Robin,” you say, sliding the shot glass towards her. 

She turns towards the two of you, shaking her head with squinted eyes, “you’re both pretty rude.” 

“So are you, Robby.”

“Ew,” she scrunches her face up at Eddie, “don’t fucking call me Robby.”

“I’m gonna keep calling you that, if you don’t stop being so rude to sad birthday boy over there.” 

Steve sighs, running his hand down his face. 

“Can you just call me Steve, dude?” 

You giggle at the annoyed look on his face. 

Eddie grins, “okay, Steve.” 

“Not like that.” 

“Like what?” 

“Like you’re mocking me!” Steve exclaims. 

“How am I mocking you, Steve?” 

Steve scoffs, shaking his head, “see, you’re doing it again!”

“Oh my god, shut the hell up!” Robin slams her hands against the table, truly, shutting them both up. “Eddie, get me a drink.” 

Both Steve and Eddie look at her as though she had grown two heads, while you giggle at her little outburst. 

“That was an order.” 

“Damn girl,” Eddie whistles, getting up from his chair, “you need more than one drink,” he mumbles as he walks off. 

“You are both two immature idiots,” she groans, burying her hands in her hair. 

“You are so mean to me,” Steve mumbles, looking at her in disbelief, “and that on my birthday!” 

A smile tugs at your lips, you look between them, chuckling at the way she rolls her eyes at him. 

“You know what, I really need a few drinks.” 

“Wait, are we actually doing this?” Steve asks, gesturing to the shots on the table. 

“What, getting drunk?” 

He nods at you. 

“Yeah. Just like old times, right?” You smile at him in a way you always used to. 

“Just like old times.” 

His eyes suddenly flash with amusement, he snorts, “do you remember my fifteenth birthday?” 

Your eyes widen as a giggle falls from your lips. 

“Of course I remember!”

Robin’s eyes flash with curiosity. There’s things she doesn’t know about yours and his friendship, things neither you or Steve had talked about yet. 

“Wait, what happened on your fifteenth birthday?” 

Your eyes light up with excitement, you lean closer to the table, looking at Steve, waiting for him to tell the story. 

He chuckles at the look on your face before he turns his body towards Robin. 

“We stole my dad’s super expensive wine, he was supposed to take it to some event – I got in so much trouble for that, by the way,” he says to you. 

“I know, I know. Keep going, Steve.”

“Alright, so, we stole that wine bottle. We played a drinking game, kept passing that bottle back and forth until we were fucking hammered,” he says, chuckling as he thinks back to that day in his backyard. The way you giggled at anything he said, the way you danced and ran around barefoot on the grass, the way you jumped in his pool, fully clothed, the way he hugged you when you were both in the water.

“This crazy girl over there started to cannon ball into my pool–” 

You giggle at the memory. 

“She did it over and over again and it looked so fun so I joined her. Honestly, it was pretty fun but I had half a bottle of wine and ate a whole pizza before that.” 

“Oh,” Robin scrunches her face up, already seeing where this is going. 

Steve can’t even fight the smile off his lips, his eyes crinkle, his cheeks flush and he giggles, “we’re in the pool, having the best time of our lives, right? And, fifteen year old me apparently thought that it was a good idea to kiss my best friend, but I totally missed her lips and kissed her nose and she fucking laughed at me, but I wanted to try again. I lean in when I suddenly feel the urge to throw up.” 

“Oh, ew! Stop!” 

“He threw up in the pool, Robin!”

“That’s so disgusting!” She whines, trying to get the image of Steve puking into the pool out of her head, “you don’t have any better stories to tell?” 

You and Steve can’t help but laugh harder at her reaction. 

“I mean the kiss on the nose is fucking embarrassing, Steve. But throwing up in front of her afterwards?” 

“I thought it was funny,” you giggle. 

“What is funny?” Eddie asks when he comes back with two drinks for Robin, placing them on the table and sliding them towards her before he sits down beside you again. 

“Trust me, you don’t wanna know,” Robin says with a look of disgust on her face. 

“I don’t?” He asks, glancing at you and how amused you look. 

“No, you really don’t.”

“Okay,” he snorts. 

He glances at Steve, grinning at him, “hey dude, I got a birthday present for you.” 

All three of you turn to look at Eddie in surprise, watching him in curiosity when he raises his hand, reaching for something in the pocket of his dark flannel. He picks out a joint, tossing it at Steve who catches it with one hand. 

He laughs at that, raising one brow, giving Eddie a smile, “I do appreciate this, it’s kind of expensive nowadays.” 

“Is it expensive?” You ask, turning to Eddie, “you always give me some for free.” 

Eddie’s lips curl into a smile, he lifts his hand towards your face, tapping your nose with his finger, “well, you’re my best friend.” 

Steve keeps his eyes down, not wanting to look between you and Eddie. 

You smile at the way Eddie looks at you, the way his eyes glisten, the way his cheeks are always a little red, the way–

“Do you guys wanna smoke this?” Steve asks, cutting the voice in your head. 

“Here?” 

He chuckles at Robin, “of course not. We could go back to my place, my parents aren’t home, anyways.”

To Eddie’s surprise, he not only directs these words at you and Robin, he also directs them at him. 

“Uh, I’d love to!” Robin grins. 

Steve gives you a hopeful smile, one that makes it impossible to say no to him. 

“Me too.” 

At that, his eyes light up and his smile grows bigger. 

“Sure, let’s do it.”

“We’ll have to walk though,” Robin gestures to the drink Steve already had, “cause you can’t drive and I don’t have a license.”

He shrugs, “we can take Eddie’s van and I’ll get my car tomorrow morning.” 

“Uh, no,” Eddie mumbles, scratching the back of his neck, “my uncle took my van cause his car is at the shop, we walked here.” 

Steve sighs, “shit.” 

“But you could let me drive, I didn’t have anything yet,” Eddie smirks, pointing to the untouched shots. 

Steve snorts at him with a deep glare, “uh, yeah, keep dreaming, Munson,” he mumbles as he leans back, reaching for the keys in his pockets, you all watch him curiously. “The only one who’s allowed to drive my car is dolly.” 

Robin raises her brows in surprise when Steve chucks his keys at you that you quickly catch, looking down at them with a dumbfounded expression before your eyes light up and you look up, beaming at Steve. 

“Okay, let’s go,” you smile, excitedly as you play with the car keys. You scoot back, getting up from the chair. Robin knocks back one shot before she gets up as well. Steve and Eddie glance at the four untouched shots on the table and then, their eyes meet, they both shrug at each other and reach for two shots, each. 

Robin pats Steve’s shoulder, chuckling when he knocks one back and then the other, grimacing at the strong taste. 

You giggle at Eddie, who looks unfazed by the bitter taste. 

“Let’s go, ladies and.. Steve,” he grins. 

“Dude.”

“Don’t start this again,” Robin warns, pointing at them both before she rushes over to you, wrapping her arm around your shoulder, she grins, “us ladies, ride in the front, and you two can cuddle in the back,” she winks at them, pulling you away with a giggle. 

-

After an eventful ride to Steve’s house and a few shots of tequila, you all settled in his backyard, each of you occupying one of the many loungers around the pool. Passing around the joint that Eddie had given Steve as a ‘birthday gift’. You are sipping on a drink that Steve has made for you, coke mixed with his dad’s expensive whiskey. You are pretty sure that you will regret the amount of alcohol and weed you are having tonight, when you wake up tomorrow morning. But the floaty and giddy feeling you are experiencing right now, will have to make up for it. 

Steve is sitting on the lounger beside you, a can of beer in his hand, his lips wrapped around the joint that is already stained with your lipstick. A spitcurl is hanging in front of his eyes, he doesn’t bother to push it away. He shakes his head at something Robin had said to him, something you didn’t even hear because you were too busy letting your eyes skip back and forth between him and the curly haired metalhead who now left his lounger to be closer to you. 

Eddie wraps his hands around your calves, stroking your skin softly with his ringed fingers as he places your feet on his lap. He does it all without breaking his conversation with Robin. Though he feels the goosebumps on your skin, he hears the breath that hitched in your throat when he touched you. He hides his smirk behind his drink as he takes a sip of the cold beer.

Steve clenches his jaw as he looks between you and Eddie. The way he continues to stroke your calf, the way he smirks at your reaction, the way you are blushing, biting your lip as you look down at the hand touching your skin. 

He forces himself to look away, turning back to Robin, he offers her the joint. 

“Thanks,” she mumbles, giggling when she almost doubles over as she reaches for the joint. 

“Already hammered and we haven’t even played a drinking game yet, tsk,” Eddie shakes his head, giving her a playful grin. 

With an eye roll, she gets up, placing the joint between her lips as she sits down next to Steve. 

“A drinking game, huh? What kind? ‘Never have I ever’? Okay,” She grins at him without giving him a chance to reply. “Never have I ever had a girlfriend,” she smirks, teasing him. 

Steve licks his lips, chuckling at Eddie, who nods at her with an annoyed look on his face. 

You raise your eyebrows, “why are you teasing him, I never had a girlfriend, either,” you shrug. 

“Yeah but you had a boyfriend,” she mumbles, nudging Steve’s shoulder. 

Eddie tilts his head at you, looking you up and down with a smirk, “do you want one?” 

“A girlfriend?” You ask as you raise the glass to your lips, shrugging, “I don’t know, I never thought about it but kissing girls is fun, so.. I suppose doing anything else with a girl is fun too.” 

Eddie’s lips part, his brown eyes widen, darkening as they do so. He swallows as he continues to stare at you. Millions of questions run through his mind. There are things he doesn’t know about you, yet? 

Robin and Steve look at you in surprise. 

“Wait, w-what?” He mumbles, laughing nervously. 

Robin’s lips curl into a smirk, “you kissed a girl before? Who?” 

“Yeah, sweetheart, do tell us your dirty little secrets.” 

“Hmm, no,” you smirk, batting your eyelashes at him. 

“Was that before or after me?” Steve asks, cheeks flushed red as he tries to fight the images out of his mind. 

“Before you,” you giggle. 

“Shit, I wanna know who it was.”

“Me too, Eddie,” Robin says. “I know that it wasn’t Chrissy, she’d tell me.” 

“Huh, was it another girl from the cheer squad?” 

You shake your head at Eddie, biting your lip to keep yourself from laughing. 

“Were you close?” 

You shrug, nodding your head.

Steve squints his eyes, tilting his head at you. 

Robin’s jaw drops a little when she figures it out. There is only one girl that you’re close with that wasn’t in the cheer squad – well, besides her. 

“Holy shit,” she mouths at you, grinning.

Steve and Eddie glance at each other in confusion. 

It’s amusing how obvious the answer is, yet, neither of them are close to figuring it out. 

“If you think kissing a girl is fun, you should try eating one out,” Robin mumbles before she takes a drag from the joint, “it’s the best thing ever.” She blows out the smoke, not noticing the confused frown on your face. 

“For once, I have to agree with you, Robin,” Eddie chuckles. 

Steve freezes, closing his eyes as he looks down. 

“Huh?” 

Noticing the look on your face, Robin suddenly regrets opening her mouth about that. Your lips are parted, your eyes filled with confusion and curiosity, your brows are pinched together as you stare at her with a questioning look on your face. She straightens her back, muttering a quiet ‘fuck’ under her breath when she looks at Steve’s embarrassed face. 

“What’s that?” 

Eddie freezes. The smirk falls from his face, he glances at you, at the clueless, lost look on your face. Oh. Steve had never – fuck. How? If you were his, he’d spend day and night on his knees, worshiping you. 

“Huh?” This time, it’s him, whose confused. 

You look at him with big and curious eyes. 

“What is that, I don’t watch porn.” 

“Damn, I guess it’s time to,” Robin mutters through gritted teeth. 

“Licking someone’s pussy, sweetheart. And well, fucking one with your tongue.” 

Your jaw drops, your cheeks heat up and you stare at him in shock. You look cute like this and he could stare at you forever but, in his state of shock, he slowly turns his head towards Steve, eyes filled with concern, confusion and disbelief, “dude, what is wrong with you?” 

Steve, whose face is beet red, glares at him. 

“I’m very self conscious of not doing a good job, so–”

“You learn!” Eddie throws his hands up. 

“What, Munson, are you the pussy expert or something?” He scoffs, rolling his eyes at him. 

You look back and forth between them. Taking in the sight of Eddie’s slightly angered face and Steve’s embarrassed one. 

“I have eaten my share of pussy, thank you very much.”

The scoff falls from your lips before you can even stop it. Neither of them acknowledge you though, until you open your mouth. “What, like three?” You scoff, again. “You only fucked three girls, that’s what you told me, unless you lied about that.” 

Eddie swallows, glancing at you, he fails to notice just how intense the look in your eyes is. 

“There’s a difference between sex and foreplay, sweetheart.” 

You bite the insides of your cheeks, swallowing the bitterness on your tongue as you look into his eyes. Not once, had you spent a single second wondering if Eddie was seeing someone, if he was fooling around with girls when he wasn’t with you. But now that you think about it, now that you imagine him with other girls, you suddenly feel the bile rising in your throat. The sickening feeling makes you want to drop to your knees and puke out the waffles you had eaten this morning.

“So, when was the last time you did that then, Eddie?” Robin asks, both curious to know and to see your reaction. 

He shrugs, “I don’t know, Buckley. I don’t keep count of how many days–”

“Yes, you do! Men always do!” 

He doesn’t feel comfortable sharing that in front of you, but he knows that Robin won’t drop it until she gets an answer she’s satisfied with. Besides, you probably won’t even care. Despite Dmitri’s encouraging words, he still refuses to believe that there are any feelings other than the platonic ones that you feel for him. This won’t hurt you, right? 

“Fine! Two or three months ago, happy? Now, Harrington, I think I should teach you some basics.” 

You feel as though a cold bucket of water has been dropped on you. Your heart leaps to your throat as your stomach drops. Another wave of sickness floods through you. You stare at him, not noticing Steve’s or Robin’s eyes on you. 

When was that? Was it the weekend you couldn’t spend time with him? The night you couldn’t come to his gig? Was it before or after he had gotten angry at you for kissing Steve? 

It shouldn’t affect you as much as it does, it shouldn’t make you feel this sick, this jealous. You barely figured out your feelings for him. But the longer you stare at him, listen to his words, you can’t help but feel anger rather than jealousy. 

You didn’t have feelings for him back then, or at least, you weren’t aware of them. He’s single and free to do whatever he wants but so are you – so were you when you kissed Steve and yet, he was so angry at you when he found out about it. He treated you so coldly, all because he hated the thought of you kissing Steve. Yet, he was out there fooling around with other girls.

“You have never actually eaten pussy before, dude?” Robin mumbles.

Steve rubs the back of his neck, nervously, “I mean, yeah. Just not–” he pauses with a look of shame in his eyes as he briefly glances at you. 

You roll your eyes. 

You’re not surprised to hear that, you’re not even hurt. After everything that happened between you and him, his sex life with Nancy is the last thing you had ever worried about. You always knew that he treated her better than he ever treated you. 

And, that he tried new things with her isn’t anything shocking to you, anyways. 

You open your mouth but before you can say something that might ruin the night, you press your lips together again. Sighing, you look down at your drink. You take a deep breath before you raise the glass to your lips, gulping down the rest of it.

You plaster a smile on your face. Ignoring the concerned looks that Robin is giving you. She thankfully changes the topic. Eddie and Steve, surprisingly fall into yet another conversation. 

Their distraction allows you to slip away for a moment, you pass by Robin without meeting her eyes and make a quick escape to the bathroom. Locking yourself into the small room for a moment to collect yourself. 

Despite the anger you are feeling, you don’t want to ruin the night for Steve. 

You splash some cold water and run your fingers through your hair. 

With tears in your eyes, you stare at yourself in the mirror. 

Whether it’s tears of anger or tears of sadness. You are sick of it. You are sick of yourself. You are sick of crying. You are sick of the pining, of the jealousy, of the sadness.

Steve had given Nancy everything. He tried new things with her while you were grieving your relationship, crying yourself to sleep and thinking about him like a goddamn fool while he was having the time of his life with a different girl. 

And Eddie, you try not to think about it, you try not to let the jealousy in. But you can’t push out the anger that you are feeling for him, right now. 

Or the anger that you are feeling for yourself.

How you take everything to heart. How you let everything and everyone hurt you. 

You are done. 

You are so fucking done. 

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Ur joking people droppped it for Lizzie dating Jay's sister before????? Thats like the most cowardly thing every, you fucking MILK that shit, where's the angst? the doubt that Lizzie loves Jay or Lizzie questioning her love? There's so much potential and for what?

YOU SEE THAT'S WHAT IMMMM SAYING!!!! THAT'S WHAT IM SAYING