#RAAAAAAAAAAh

[rhapsoddity]

WE ARE SO BACK YALL

[stevie-petey]

first of all: the new chapter was AMAZING as always!! i know you are probably so so so busy with move in and classes starting and writing come home already, but i had a blurb idea (and it will obviously ALWAYS be dustin and steve interaction) of steve hanging out with dustin alone sometime soon after you get together, and them talking about it for the first time? it doesn't have to be any particular way i'm just SO curious what dustin's reaction was beyond the knee-jerk "ew you kissed my sister but also thank god because it took you long enough you moron"

stebe n dust <333

enjoy !

“you sure youre okay with driving dustin to mikes?”

steve rolls his eyes fondly at you. “yes, angel. its not even a ten minute drive. i can handle the kid.”

“i know. its just,” you bite your lip, unsure of how to voice what youre thinking. your brows scrunch together and steve thinks youre painfully adorable when youre overthinking. “its too hot for him to bike there, but you and i just started dating and dustin is… well. hes dustin.”

“you worried he’ll lecture me or something?”

“more like ask really invasive questions.”

steve laughs and kisses your hand, body leaning over the counter at your work. hes spent the entire days at bookstrordinary just to talk to you since scoops burned down. when he isnt job searching with robin, hes here with you.

“have some faith in me, y/n. im a big boy, i can take care of myself.”

you blink at him. “you cried yesterday when a lizard ran across your leg.”

“okay, thats entirely different. that thing looked at me with its beady little eyes and dared me to fight him.” steve shudders. “that thing was sentient.”

“youre really not making me feel any better about this, honey.” you groan, already dreading whatever your brother will say to him. youre sure dustin will somehow give the most bizarre, overly obnoxious yet endearing lecture known to man.

steve rolls his eyes again and grabs his keys, reluctantly pulling away from you. “i bet the kid forgot we’re even together now. relax, i’ll be back in no time.”

you call one last good luck to him before hes hone, leaving you alone in the store as the late july heat simmers the air.

at first everything is great. dustin is waiting for steve in the driveway and hops inside the car without any complaints. he turns the radio one and even smiles at steve.

but then, as dustin always does, he opens his mouth.

“i better not catch you sucking face with my sister.”

“dustin!” steve blanches, utterly mortified by what the boy has said. he almost veers off the road with how violently he cringes.

“im just saying! you two are weirdly touchy, and now that youre together, which by the way took you way too long to even do,” dustin looks pointedly at steve, who sighs. “i dont want you getting any gross ideas.”

the older teen rubs his face tiredly. he lasted three minutes. three blissful, quiet minutes. “good to know youre happy for us, then.”

dustin thinks for a moment. “well, i guess y/n could do worse. better than jonathan, at least.”

“thanks, dustin.” steve deflates, not at all believing the kid.

dustin recognizes the apprehension and he uncomfortably shifts in his head. he doesnt necessarily want to be all touchy-feely with the guy, but he also recognizes how much you love him. how good you and steve are together.

coughing, dustin looks out the window. he knows this is what youd want. “im happy she found you, steve.”

by now the wheelers driveway can be seen, but because steve is so startled by what dustin has confessed, he almost misses the turn.

clearing his own throat awkwardly, steve parks the car and looks at dustin. “you, uh. really mean that?”

“please dont make this any more unbearable.” the kid quips, leaning as far away from him as possible.

“right,” steve clears his throat again and unlocks the passenger door. he tugs at his seatbelt, needing something to do with his hands. “off you go, then.”

dustin quickly unbuckles his seatbelt and nearly falls out of the car in his hurry to leave. hes standing and about to walk away before he stops, turning around. leaving over the window, dustin lowers his voice. “hey, one last thing.”

steves voice catches in his throat, scared of where this is going. “yeah?”

ducking his head down, too shy to meet the other boys gaze, dustin finally says, “dont hurt y/n, alright? she-she really loves you. i know you love her, too. but shes… shes the best person in the world and im trusting you to be kind to her.”

“i…” steve stares at dustin, surprised by the sincerity in his voice and yet incredibly touched that hes being so vulnerable with him. to have your brother trust steve enough to be with you, to trust he wont hurt someone as selfless and soft as you, it means more to steve than dustin will ever know.

after years of being cruel to his classmates and growing up believing he wasnt worthy of anything gentle, steve cant believe hes being entrusted with you in his life.

it doesnt feel real, sometimes. being able to love you.

“i promise i’ll be kind to y/n,” steve says softly, meeting dustins eyes. its weird, being so delicate with the kid, but hes shared a lot with him, so its only fair steve does the same. “its because of her that im kind.”

“me, too.” dustin whispers. his eyes gleam, his mischievous smile is back. “guess we learned from the best, huh?”

steve laughs. “yeah, i guess we did.”

[420-what-you-smokin]

ISSUE 75 IS DOING TO BE SUCH A BANGER

[pineapplesneedrights]

STOOOOOOOOP

STOOOOOOOOOOP

HE'S SO PRECIOUS

I just wanna give his cheek a lil smooch! He's so cute I can't- I'm dead-

Such a cutie

Like rrrrrr rrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrrr

I want him to be a unit sooooo badly

[memzyyy]

still crying over my Tumblr account.

this was a request on my last acc😔

no amount of words can describe how much i hate this man.

@1sjsoul

NSFW DOWN BELOW

You never knew Tom could be so… Obedient..

laying in bed with him while your playing with his hardened cock was most definitely a sight to behold, having him whine and beg to cum only for you to deny him last second.

“p-please!” he whines as you deny him for the 2nd time, and then the 3rd and oh how he was a mess😵‍💫 after a while you decide to give in to him as you kiss the tip of his cock, His eyes widening in relief as he feels your warm, soft lips touching the head of his cock; “yes yes please please please.” he chants, his voice becoming more needy, you circle your tongue around his cockhead before taking him in your mouth. ♡

He moans softly, leaning his head back against the wall his hands coming up to grip your hair tightly as you jerk the bit you can’t fit in your mouth With a moan of relief, His cock throbs in your mouth, filling it with his size. He grips your hair tighter, lost in the sensation. "Oh fuck... I'm close." he spoke in a breathy tone, unexpectedly you feel throated his cock, “Oh fuck!" he gasps, his eyes rolling back in his head as he feels his cum shooting down your throat. His whole body shudders with pleasure, his cock throbbing in your mouth. He whimpers, trying to catch his breath, you pull your mouth off his cock with a pop before swallowing;

“good boy.”

[umbercommitsart]

GUYS WHITEPINE IS SO GOOD PLEASE WATCH IT PLEASE I BEG

[essiemclaren]

i don't post much about my personal life, but can i get a congratulations from breaking free from an ugly man who has an ugly behaviour? 🙏 IM FREE

[imtoolazytoo]

So I finished Malevolent episode 12! And I got thoughts!

Spoilers under the little photo cause I… still can’t figure out how to make read more/keep reading links on tumblr mobile :,)

(Heheh I doodled them last night)

Jaune… John… God dammit

I had a feeling John might be The King In Yellow, but I didn’t wanna believe it! But he has humanity now. And… He doesn’t want to kill Arthur. He care him. I don’t care if it’s not canon I say homosexual activities are at play.

Arthur is really doing the Jonathan Sims speedrun any percent. (TMA S1 spoilers here!) I don’t know what’s worse: Being buried into by thousands of tiny worms or having a giant larvae (???) cling onto your stomach and suck the blood out of it! Either way: EEEEWWW

HE CARE HIM

The sounds of Arthur’s happiness and lil chuckles are giving me life

Happiness is stored in the Orthor

The implication that The King can’t fully take over Arthur’s mind not just because of John’s humanity, but because of the memory that Arthur has of his daughter… do not talk to me for 3 to 5 business days

WHAT HAPPENED TO HER, MAN?!?

Love how not listening to John about the lamp immediately screwed Arthur over. Listen to your husband more often, Arthur. Kiss his hand maybe why don’t you do that huh I’d say that’s a good apology oh my god I love them

My screams at Arthur have gone from screams of pure frustration to screams of pure frustration AND concern! Character growth!!! Good for you Arthur!

Oh yeah Kellin’s here. Hi Kellin :D

Fuck I hope I can finish writing this before I get to the bus stop

The dreamlands! WHOOHOO! But also! Oh no!

I didn’t think we’d get answers for what bound John and Arthur in the first season, but I’m not complaining!

…I’m sorry to give some of you older fans a heart attack… But in terms of homestuck classpecting I think John would be a Prince of Void. I’m so sorry.

JOHN. CARE. HIM!

So. That’s most of my thoughts. I LOOOOOVED THIS PODCAST!!! I never thought I’d be able to find anything that recreated what TMA meant to me, and while I still think that… DAMN, THIS IS CLOSE!!! And it’s its own little experience to seperate the two and make this so amazing and RAH RAH RAH I LOVE THIS I LOVE YOU MALEVOLENT HARLAN GUTHRIE I APPLAUD YOU!!!

But I do have one big thought in my head. I’m assuming the goal of season 2 will be to kill or just defeat The King In Yellow in order to keep Arthur’s body safe and escape the Dreamlands. But here’s the thing. If John is a part of The King’s soul… wouldn’t killing The King kill John as well? What if we get given the choice of killing The King or sparing him to save John, and Arthur chooses mercy? Because as much as he wants his body back, he doesn’t want to lose John??? I WOULD SCREAM!

And I swear to The King himself if I get reblogs like “You sweet Summer child” “No one tell her” “Oh you poor soul” like I did on my Faroe post I will throw kitchen appliances out of windows

That’s not a metaphor I just think breaking wooden spoons would do the least financial damage to me

[decidedly-not-heterosexual]

Thinking about Hannibal and the Bluebeard parallels... No matter how much you love a monster you can't change their nature. No matter how much a monster loves you they'll always choose survival. Don't go into the basement. Don't see what you can't unsee. The only way out is death.

[snekthedemonnoodle]

ITS MY SHOW DAY!!!!!! IM SOOO EXCITED RAAAAJHAJKSDHAJKSDKJADSLKJADSHALKDSHFKJDSHKJAHDFJKDFHJAKHGAKJDFHKJ

[gaps-between-stories]

FUCKING TAJE THAT FLAMES WHOS FUCKING UNDEFEATED NOW YOURE NEVER QIN IN THIS BUILDING AGAIN DUCK YOUUUUUUU

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

June soon!! (e.g rhaenicent month)

[stevie-petey]

Anything with reader and jon please? 🥺

Y E S !! will always love writing pre season 1 reader n jon <3

enjoy !

“im sorry, do you live here?”

the boy, who had been awkwardly standing on the wheelers porch, turns around in fright. he lets out a small squeak and you wince. you hadnt meant to scare him.

“sorry!” you say, putting your hands up so that he knows youre not a threat. “sorry, my mom always says i walk too quietly. it unnerves her.”

the boy doesnt say anything, he just stares at you with wide eyes and you get a sense that hes never really been spoken to by a girl before.

this is definitely not what you had in mind when your mom sent you to go pick up dustin tonight.

itd been a hellish week. you moved from virginia to indiana in the most boring thirteen hour drive of your life. your body was still sore from the ride, but the second you guys had arrived at the new house, dustin ran out the car doors and chased after some kid on a bike.

the two of them immediately became friends. dustin informed you his name was mike before he ran off to go play at his house, leaving you and your mom to unpack the car alone.

eventually mikes family came to help, their daughter, a girl your age named nancy, shyly introduced herself before running away back to her house. you were too tired to pay much attention to it, and too angry at the world for why you were even stuck in hawkins, indiana in the first place.

which leads you to now. standing on the wheelers porch with a boy your age who seems absolutely terrified of girls, unsure where your brother even is.

“so…” you try again.

the boy seems to snap back to himself. “oh! no, uh. no i dont live here.”

“okay… so why are you here?”

“right! uh, picking up my brother. will. hes best friends with mike.”

his nervousness makes you smile a bit. you nod at him and extend your hand. “my brother dustin is inside, too. we just moved in today. seems like we’ll be seeing a lot of each other, then”

he shakes your hand, though tentatively, and his fingers are warm around yours and have a kindness to them. “im jonathan byers.”

“y/n henderson.”

your hands linger together, and jonathan gives you this crooked smile, the kind thats almost mischievous yet shy, and you find that you love it. it suits his face.

some hair gets in his eyes and he quickly snatches his hand away so he can fix it. “stupid wind.”

you giggle. “oh, im sure it hates you.”

jonathan lets out a small laugh. “you tease all your friends like that?”

“mhm,” so he thinks youre already friends. you think youre okay with that. “get used to it, byers.”

“something tells me i’ll have to.”

warmth spreads within your chest and the two of you stand on the porch with only a street lamp as your light. shadows dance across jonathans face and you know already that you feel comfortable around him. he understands your humor, he seems to like it, and hes kind. a bit shy, sure, maybe uncertain, but kind.

youre about to ask him if he likes comics when the door flings open.

“my mom said to tell you guys to come inside already.” nancy says. she looks between you and jonathan, her eyes alight with curiosity.

jonathan ducks his head down. “oh, right.”

“thanks nancy.” you grab his hand and shove him inside with you.

youve long decided to keep him by your side, and judging by how happily he follows along, how he tightens his hand around yours, you know he feels the same.

and, in a heartbeat, jonathan byers becomes your best friend.

[caramelizedpopcirn]

I'm too far gone to say a proper sentence

[viilpstick]

good night, except to the teachers who use green and red marker to write on the white board

to this mfs i hope your pillow is hot

[vibinsane]

i wish i was closer to the sea, like... i just know going to the beach would heal me