#another one for the hoarde

[grimfox]

your love, it sings

soft and sweet,

her melody persists.

my heart is effortlessly blessed.

in bliss,

at rest,

we speak

the calmest soul-carress.

my ardent eagerness to test

the limitless.

her darling wish becomes my quest

in scarlet.

bliss incarnate,

seizing soulfulness.

[psychotic-nonsense]

"I'm sorry."

It's the first thing Steve says after everything.

After getting Vecna Cursed. After nearly dying. After a hallucination of Eddie saved him. After running through a looped forest. After finding sanctuary in Steve's memory of that Starcourt bathroom. After Eddie reveals himself as Eddie.

It's the only thing he can think of. It's not big enough to fit everything, but it's the only thing that fits in his mouth.

"Don't be."

Maybe that's the only thing Eddie can think of too. The only thing Eddie can bear to say.

Because don't be can't stop Steve's eyes from watering when he sees the vest in his closet. Don't be can't stop Steve's feet from dragging him to the cemetery every evening to clean Eddie's graffiti-covered tombstone. Don't be can't stop Steve from sitting beside Wayne and listening to him talk about the Eddie he remembers. Don't be can't stop Eddie's body from showing up in Steve's dreams, nor Eddie's corpse from his nightmares. Don't be couldn't keep the pain away enough, didn't stop Vecna from latching onto it while Steve was walking alone in the woods.

Don't be isn't enough for what Steve wants to hear. But even stuck here waiting, hoping, for someone to get Steve out, there just isn't enough time.

"I miss you."

"...Why?"

Eddie says it back so quickly, so quietly, like it's just unfathomable to him. Maybe it is, considering their last memories. But their eyes meet and he looks just as sad, just as longing, as Steve.

"You were my friend."

Steve can't help but say it like that. Like they were friends for years instead of days. Like Eddie was that important to him in their final moments. Like his heart really aches for Eddie every second of the apocalypse.

Can't help but say it like he means it.

"I wish we could've had more time..."

Steve's voice cracks a little there as he turns away, hiding. It's all he wants. It's all Vecna used to entice him with. It's all that's keeping him going, to finally fulfill the last request Eddie made. It's all he has left to feel close to Eddie.

The Eddie that's sitting right next to him, silent, his sight weighing on Steve's skin. Conscious and aware and the real Eddie. Trapped in Vecna's head as a backup power source, yet who still risked everything to come save Steve. Who Steve will never see again because killing Vecna means killing Eddie for good, and his heart doesn't want it, is begging for another solution...

But for once, his broken head overpowers his shattered heart.

"Maybe we did."

Eddie takes Steve's hand. Meets Steve's surprised look with his own small smile of hope. They're both suddenly tearing up, eyes glistening with life in this gray stall.

"Maybe in another world, we got a second first chance. A first second chance. Maybe even a third, or fourth. Maybe in a different life, we had everything we wanted. Because you, Steve Harrington, are too good for me to be doomed to meet just once."

And for a moment, Steve sees it. Feels it. Versions of them connected through the universe.

Little kids playing in the lake. One with bruised skin and shaved hair, loud but unfathomably lonely. One with a bruised heart and soft eyes, timid but stubbornly hopeful.

A rockstar with glittering chains, center stage in the spotlight. A set of eyes in the crowd or behind the curtain, watching only him.

A werewolf and a vampire, two cryptids of horror, meeting in the dead of a full moon night to feel safe with the only other one who understands.

A future where they won, where the only death was the one that mattered. A process of healing and learning, coming home to a family every single day.

A world without pain, without their hell, where two high schoolers found freedom from their shackles and company in each other. Hiding away together in the dark corners of the town.

Steve even sees other versions of them. Versions that he knows were originally never supposed to meet, yet forces so much greater than them pulled them together.

A metalhead drug dealer, constantly getting into trouble with one nail-bat-weilding cop.

A criminal's fugitive nature leading him to a rugged trailer park, and the dangerous owner within one such home.

An eccentric king in an old coliseum, always choosing one particular warrior as his champion.

A young programmer being pulled away from his work by sobs above his apartment, running upstairs to check on the law student that recently moved in.

Two actors, finding an easy friendship in the months of filming one season of a show that would change their lives.

In that moment, Steve's overwhelmed by the closeness he suddenly feels with the soul beside him. Falling into tears, he pulls Eddie into a tight hug, holding him so so close to convey everything he can't say. Feeling Eddie hold him back, hearing everything Eddie can't say in return.

Familiar music comes on outside the stall. Robin's voice calls out to him, telling him to come home.

And when he does leave, Steve hopes that someone out there will understand that he never can. Because here in Eddie's arms is the only place that will ever truly feel like home.

"Thank you... for everything, Eddie."

Thank you, Steve. For everything and more..."

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- List of AUs, in order, after, "Versions of them connected through the universe": Childhood Friends / Rockstar!Eddie / Werewolf!Steve & Vampire!Eddie / Eddie Survives / No Upside Down & High School

- List of Multiverse Steddie AUs, in order, after, "...yet forces so much greater than them pulled them together": Eddie x Gator / Baron x Michael / Geta x Sean / Keys x Eric / Quinn and Keery

[softcryz]

you know what I want… [:

Finally revealing your identity, sibling mine

[puppyeared]

fake ep idea + doodles

[smashwolfen]

The Joltik hoard growsssssss

A fun bonus because I thought it'd be funny

Ingo be judging how much the hoard is growing, and knows it wont stop

[fyeaheddiemunson]

[thegnomelord]

https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3c/9a/12/3c9a12a21042f090717945801ab75174.jpg

booby

Yes yes just imagine Price with his pecs pushed out like that just without his arms being bound. Imagine seeing how much the rope makes his chest look bigger before he hides it all under his shirt. Imagine seeing a bit of rope peak beneath his shirt every time he moves his arms, no one else aware of the shibari wrapped around his broad torso but you. And he teases you too, purposely calling on you during a meeting just to see you sputter and try to figure out what's going on even when he knows damn well all of your attention is on him and his chest.

[dr-demi-bee]

What Will You Steal From My Room?

Thanks for the tag @lanafofana!! 🥰

Sweet gentle boops to: @crimson-and-lavender, @tee-dohrnii, and @femmefuck

[ominouspuff]

not a part of the wip game but DAMN your colours????? your backgrounds???? breathtaking every time, you have such an eye for atmosphere its incredible

Nom, this is so kind of you to share. I am INTENSELY GLAD to hear this. Please accept this thank-you flower that got a bit out of hand

Thank you so much!!!

[grimfox]

neried

enveloped in her oceanic sway,

embracing further tides,

enlivened by the spray,

and praying fervant for her eyes,

i dive in mesmerizing waves.

the taste of mystery enshrined,

in twilit oceanic daze,

i crave her face, unsatisfied,

i dip into the undertow,

my love and lowly heart to slip

amidst the tumbling below

enrobed in hope and all it's fixed.

the mist elopes into the soul,

the water holding all of this

insistent, ardent, visceral,

invincible wish for her kiss.

[jazzy-a]

Do you ever spend hours searching through Pinterest, through the same sets of pictures, until you manage to find this one golden nugget that you somehow haven't found anywhere else and as soon as you click "Save" you think:

"HAHAhajhabdjA! IT'S MINE NOW! ALLL MIIINNNNNEEEE! SSAAFFFFFFEEEEEE IN MY ACCOUNNNTTTTT!!!!"

[solarpunkani]

Minor W for the solarpunk zombie story, we finally reached the front gate of the town GOD BLESS

Already shoving other OCs into the project as minor characters

Now the problem.....

I am overthinking EVERYTHING

[shalpilot]

please sir spare some for a hungry little grub

[transmechanicus]

Woke up from my little power outage nap and couldn’t even manage to eat a full box of macked cheese, grad school will fuck you up for life kids, do it at your own risk.

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

🌼 <- daffodil???

I've been hoarding these :)

Including a snippet from chapter 3 of there is no other land:

Roy checked his watch, they needed to leave for Etihad soon. He walked to Jamie’s room and knocked. Declan answered, brushing his teeth.

“Where’s Tartt?”

“Breakfast,” he mumbled through a mouthful of toothpaste.

“Tell him to come to my room when he’s back.”

Declan nodded and shut the door. Roy left the door latched to his room as he showered. Probably not the best security decision but he didn’t want Jamie to turn around if there was no answer at the door.

By the time Roy dressed, Jamie hadn’t appeared. They were due downstairs in five minutes. Roy tossed the last of his belongings into his bag when there was a knock at his door. Fucking finally.

But it wasn’t Jamie on the other side of the door, it was Declan.

“Jamie locked himself in the bathroom. I think he’s having a panic attack.”

[northwestofinsanity]

Very early era Chris and Glenn