#Pastel Writes A Thing

[nburkhardt]

Steve’s actual favorite pastime is coloring.

Buys any sort of coloring book and sits at his desk with crayons or coloring pencils. Sometimes even paint.

Before everything it was to ease stress from the pedestal people keep him on. It was for those weird feeling he gets over phone calls with his parents.

After everything it was to escape his mind, to ease his heart from beating too much. It was there to remind himself of the beauty in life. To see simple things, to try and erase all the ugly memories.

He keeps it to himself, loves that it’s his thing and the peace he gets from it is so calming.

But the only person to find out about this is Robin. She couldn’t sleep after Starcourt and had to be near him, just to make sure he’s still there, that the Russians didn’t take him away. So, she breaks in and finds him sitting in his bedroom at the desk with his stack of coloring books, his pencils and crayons around him.

She watched his face go through all the emotions and before he can even open his mouth, she just asks “Anything with animals? Do you have pastels?”

For a few short seconds, she thought he’d deny it and figure out something to get her to forget. But instead of that he grabs a book, pushes things around and gave a hesitant smile at her.

From then on, Steve’s quiet time is Steve and Robin’s quiet time.

They buy each other books, finds new coloring supplies, argue over which page is better.

They spill secrets on dirty bathroom floors, laugh with tears streaming down their cheeks but during this? They’re listening to music on low, trade stories in hushed tones, humming along as they color in books.

It’s theirs and it’s Steve favorite thing.

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Oh this got a little longer then I thought. It was just a silly thing that took a tiny turn. (Still v short I know)

A tag list under the cut 🫡

@spectrum-spectre @itsfreakingbats @mysticcrownshipper @artiststarme @thereindeerlady @justforthedead89 @ronniescontinuum @freyaforestafay @littlewildflowerkitten @estrellami-1 @gregre369 @zerokrox-blog @bookworm0690 @flustratedcas @carlprocastinator1000 @marvelmwah @solliesolesito @navnae @i-less-than-three-you @grimmfitzz

Oh and btw, i’m a little high and currently coloring and this popped up in my head. Also also I got SCENTED MARKERS today and and RETRACTEABLE ONES!!! I’m v excited ☺️

[sugarpasteltmnt]

i'm sorry for dropping a single chapter of a new fic and then vanishing i am just tired and overhwelm and juggling a lot of stuff rn and waaaaa

[startagainaprologue]

i thought abt replaying [previous big interest] but i do not think i could without going like "wow....i wish this was isat"

[queenoquestions]

do you think about me

stripped of all these

trivialities ?

qq.

[nillisaie]

Just thinking about playing Undertale with Alastor. No real reasons really, just because. I want to see how he'd react to it, see who he chooses to spare and who to kill. Because he definitely isn't doing a full mercy run, but I really doubt he'd do a full genocide run either

I think he'd agree to play begrudgingly

I'd most likely have to teach him how to play

And probably have to keep reminding him which buttons do what

Probably also help him figure out what he needs to do and where to go

Watch him keep bumping into walls

Walk around in circles endlessly

Eventually pulling out my phone since he's been stuck in the same small area for over ten minutes now

And Alastor getting annoyed with me because I'm on my phone

I feel like he would constantly be wanting to go back and check on Toriel

And getting frustrated when he can't

I don't think he'd actually beat this game though

I'm not sure if he could even learn how to do the combat

I might have to do some parts for him

Or maybe he'd just give me the controller and tell me to play it since obviously my phone is more interesting than watching him play

Overall, I think he'd be kind of grumpy about it, but he'd at least try. I think it would be fun

[harukapologist]

when his world was colorful & starry

[flowercrowngods]

because you, my pocket friends, liked my first try, here’s baby’s second acrylic pour 🤍

(bigger canvas this time; 30x40cm

[moth-spiderling]

Things do get better.

Life can be cruel and unforgiving, like a writer killing off the most beloved characters and making everyone suffer through a lot. Yet every bad moment eventually shall pass.

We don't stop reading a book, just because the writer made things seem grim for a bit. We shouldn't stop living just because we're afraid it'll get worse.

Things can go badly, sure, but they can also turn out for the better. You can also survive.

Even giving up for a day, a month, a year, does not mean your life is not worth living.

It doesn't mean you're gonna be stuck here forever. It just means that for now, maybe for a long time now, things have been rough.

And you need a break, and a hug.

And someone to tell you, that you are very much loved, even if Life (as the most bitter and inspired writer) has decided to take it out on you.

You are loved, you're not weird, and you deserve good, beautiful, lovely things.

[sugarpasteltmnt]

Hey would you like to read a seperated AU where Mikey was Raised by Draxum

[puts my hand on your shoulder]

brother it ain't about what you think I'd like to read, it's always about what you wanna write

[dye-it-rouge-et-noir]

"If you post and do more traditional art that's of finished quality, you can consider that a covert promotion post for your favorite pen company if you put the pen somewhere in the photo to show what pen you used."

You're right.

[kaynineacademy]

i yearn for the soft days. days where i can stumble around my home lazily, opening blinds, flipping pancakes with a favorite song droning on in the background. days where i can lay underneath the sheets for hours after the sun rises, days where i look at my reflection in the mirror and revel in the fact that i am here, in this world, alive and beautiful. soft days.

[affinitystoryblog]

they are rotating in my brain...

[thematicparallel]

i need to go crazy about craft again

[muserryy]

(masterlist)

I want to cry my heart out in Harry's arms for hours and hours while he whispers his words of comfort to me. I want to talk about life and share my deepest thoughts with him. I want to rest my head on his chest while he rubs my back, assuring me that everything's gonna be fine. I want to breathe in his scent and feel his warmth so my anxieties melt away. just let me cry, cry, and cry in his arms and let him advise me and I promise I'll be fine. ~n (@muserryy)

[noonbeam17]

actually. speaking of vocaloids [re: prev post]

IIII CAANNTTTT WAAAAAAAIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT

[startagainaprologue]

world if i could write.