#bel babbles

[izabelfeenix]

Did y’all know this was a thing bc I’m DYING THIS IS HILARIOUS

all I can imagine now is Alex getting pissed at Raph and starting to throw things at him lol

[izabelfeenix]

I’m FRIENDS with my parents what are you hoes doing-

Sonic The Hedgehog (2020) dir. Jeff Fowler

[fidjiefidjie]

Il a raison, n'est-ce pas ?! 😁 👶 🤣

👐 Humour du jour 🫶

Source: X

👋 Bel après-midi

[officersnickers]

Oh hell no I didn't needed to see this point of view and yet I needed it with all my broken heart 💔😭😢

[kaygee-doodles]

Not a request/ask for the boys but you

Do you have any pets? Can we see them? Can even be a random beetle you find in ur house idgaf 😁

Hell yeah!

This is Snoot, he should be brumating, but he's mad because mothman is in his coconut vvv

This is Bones, he has a peanut for a brain cell vvv

This is Fidget, he aspires to be a shoelace vvv

And this is Bakura! He is very old and likes to steal my socks vvv

[izabelfeenix]

me when I start a fix thinking “haha lets make this a fluff fic!”

the trauma appears on its own I didn’t do it 🤷🏻‍♀️

[lemonlilactea]

Pretty birds and a warden

[newty]

thinkin abt his highness prince dion lesage sobbing his eyes out 🥰

[telafel]

I was spending some time intentionally getting different banters with other teammates i usually don't have together in my second playthrough with a Rook romancing Emmrich, so Lucanis and Neve got together...

got banter with Lucanis and Bellara talking about him and Neve getting together and Bellara sounds... genuinely SO upset over it like.. more than concerned-for-her-friend level weary like she claims.

[izabelfeenix]

don’t touch my melons, peasants

This is what Tumblr feels like to me.

[starshideurfics]

Thirsty Thursday - Stevie’s Garage

steddie, omegaverse, 1960s, omegas entering the workforce, single parents, cw: vague references to suicide

Steve liked working with his hands. As a child that meant playing with lincoln logs and tinker toys, after he presented it meant baking a sewing. Then his no-good, two-timing alpha left him for his secretary, with two pups, Danny (6) and Jenny (7 1/2). Steve won full custody in the divorce, and at least his ex pays his alimony on time.

But it isn’t enough to live on, not with the mortgage and the kids. Fortunately, he doesn’t have to worry about the house falling apart; he’s been doing home repairs the entire time, learned to change his own oil in his car, can fix a flat tire with ease.

More and more omegas are driving now, and Steve figures they would appreciate service from someone who won’t talk down to them. He gets a loan from his aunt, a maiden omega who invested well, and opens his own automobile service station: Stevie’s Garage.

Robin helps him get set up: painting the sign, ordering supplies, answering phone calls, while Steve gets under the hoods and gets his hands dirty.

He does well enough that after the first month he puts an ad in the paper to hire a second mechanic. He figures it will take a while to find an alpha (or even a beta) who can stand working for an omega.

Much to his surprise, a man with dark curls and a shy smile comes by later that week asking if the job is still available. Steve has Eddie check the car on the lift, and he finds the loose fan belt in a couple minutes, changes it out.

Steve hires him on the spot.

It turns out Eddie’s got a pup, too. Carrie’s in Danny’s class at school, and all Eddie will say is that her mother isn’t around anymore. Steve doesn’t pry. It means the three pups ride the bus to the garage after school and play together there until the workday is done. Jenny’s bossy, a bit feral, and loyal to a fault. The first day Carrie gets off the bus with them, she asks why she isn’t going home to her mom, all childish bluntness.

“Mama died in the bathtub when I was really little, then I went to live with Daddy,” Carrie answers, just a statement of fact.

Steve’s glad he didn’t pry.

After that, Jenny is as protective of Carrie as she is of her brother.

Three months after he hired Eddie, Steve admits to himself that he likes the alpha. More than likes him. Eddie smells nice, and he’s gentle with the pups, never raises his voice in anger—only in excitement or fear—he tells jokes and stories to pass the time, sings along with the radio. But mostly, he looks at Steve like a starving man looks at bread when he thinks the omega isn’t looking.

Steve wants to feed him.

They both have engine grease under their fingernails, are covered in heavy-duty cotton, Steve’s hair is under a kerchief; there is nothing particular sexy about the moment. But Steve can’t wait any longer, and he presses up against Eddie, pins him in place and kisses his mouth.

“I’m dead, yeah? The lift fell and I was crushed by Mrs. Wheeler’s Bel Air, and I’m dead,” Eddie babbles when their lips part.

“Not dead,” Steve replies with a grin. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Steve leans in for another kiss, one that Eddie deepens, his tongue slipping easily between parted lips. “I’ll need to get Robin to babysit.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, Munson. You’re taking me out dancing.”

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Steve answers the door with his housecoat still on, crouching down to say hello to Carrie first, the pup throwing her arms around his neck. “Head into the living room, honey, the kids are doing a puzzle with Robbie,” he says, watching her scamper past him into the house. He turns to Eddie with a soft smile, “Just give me a couple minutes and I’ll be ready to go.”

“Yeah, sure,” Eddie agrees, smile just as soft.

Steve disappears to his bedroom, and Eddie waits awkwardly in the doorway. He hears laughter from deeper in the house, followed by Robin saying, “Hey there, Care-Bear, come sit by me.”

He’s ruminating on how nice it is to have people who adore his kid as much as he does around, to give her that big family feeling, at least a little bit. Then Steve comes down the hallway wearing a proper dress, and Eddie quite literally stops breathing.

Dressed to the nines, Steve is a revelation, but he simply takes Eddie’s hand and says, “So, where are you taking me?”

“Enzo’s,” Eddie answers, no longer worried that it’s too much. Steve deserves the nicest restaurant in town for their first date. Steve deserves the best of everything.

Not that either of them has fancy tastes, not knowing what half the things on the menu are. Eddie gets spaghetti and meatballs, and Steve gets a chicken dish with some kind of red sauce. They talk and trade bites of food, both careful as they eat—Steve due to a lifetime of practice, Eddie because he realized as soon as the waiter took their order that he’d made a mistake and that leaving without marinara on his shirt would be a miracle.

After, he tells Steve to order dessert, and they split a tiramisu. Eddie pays the bill without really looking at it, having kept a tally in his head of the prices by habit, leaves a nice tip, and helps Steve up from his seat. “Ready for that dance?”

Steve smiles and nods, following Eddie to the dance floor. Enzo’s has a live band on the weekends; “Unforgettable” by Nat King Cole starts just as Steve steps onto the parquet dance floor, his arms settling easily around Eddie’s neck. “I love this song,” he murmurs as they start to sway.

“Makes sense,” Eddie murmurs, “You’re certainly unforgettable, Steve.” They’re silent after that, moving to the music, bodies pressed close. A new song starts, and they keep swaying, dancing merely an excuse to hold each other in public, to trade small kisses.

“Robin’s planning to spend the night at my place,” Steve says once they are safely back in Eddie’s car.

“Oh?”

“We still have plenty of time…”

“Steve?”

“Take me back to your place, Eddie.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice, driving on autopilot, as Steve rubs his hand up and down Eddie’s thigh.

Steve pounces on him as soon as they get through Eddie’s front door, kissing him hard and reaching for his belt. They shed clothes down the hallway, until they reach Eddie’s bedroom, leaving the lights off, everything illuminated well enough by the nearly full moon.

Eddie stops breathing again. Steve is a vision in only his slip, white satin and lace showing off so much more of his skin than Eddie’s ever seen. Carefully, he reaches out, suddenly nervous—a crass, unworthy man standing before the loveliest omega on earth—and pinches a bit of fabric at Steve’s waist, afraid to touch more.

“Hey,” Steve whispers, placing a hand over Eddie’s, “It’s okay. I’m still just me. Not gonna break, Ed.”

Everything after that is slow and sweet. Perfect.

Eddie cries tears of pleasure as he sinks into Steve’s wet heat. Steve mewls at being properly knotted for the first time in years. They fall asleep tangled together, the most relaxed either of them have felt, possibly ever.

Steve wakes early, before the sun is up. Eddie stirs beside him as soon as he moves, and Steve is happy to take a couple minutes to kiss.

There’s plenty of time to get home before the pups wake.

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Big thanks to @itcanbepalped for sharing the inspo with me and then riffing for a bit! Love you, Mads!!!

[izabelfeenix]

We’re all just a piece of toast burnt on one side. Like we show everyone the nice golden brown side, but on the other side we’re burned and ugly.

Kind of nice that we share that with everyone I think

[lavenderstobins]

some josie info from the josieverse sims save that i am deciding to make canon:

she’s four when robin and steve get lavender married. robin wears a white suit and josie insists on ‘matching mama’, but day of the wedding she also begs to wear her ladybug socks. josie wears her white suit with her very visible ladybug socks

she loves to be held and carried around and gets upset when she’s put down

she learned to play peek-a-boo from eddie

she learnt to blow kisses when she tried blowing kisses at robin

she learnt to babble very quickly and is able to communicate pretty well even as a toddler

she is fascinated by robin and loves watching her doing her thing. she adores both steve and eddie and gets especially giddy about seeing steve be visibly happy

she’s a picky eater

she enjoys breaking things and robin, steve and eddie have to work VERY hard to get her to lose this habit

she particularly adores their cat, bel. as an infant she’d fall asleep cuddled up to her on the carpet

before she could even stand she would wiggle along to the metal music eddie played. eddie called her a metalhead-in-training

[wagingmywarsbehindmyface]

5 things i love about you:

you're really nice and helpful

you know so much about cinema and actors and movies

you're so funny!!!

you're so passionate! you're making me want to be interested in everything you share (which is not a really often thing)

you give really good hugs, i miss ours so much!!!

love you bel 💚

I can’t, I can’t… 🥹 I don’t deserve this, I don’t deserve you 😭 I love you so much! I’m just a crazy person and sometimes I like to babble, I’m hopeless at most stuff in life. And this is the nicest thing I’ve been ever told 😭😭😭

[litlunacy]

12 and 18 for either of nym and bellara! (if you haven't done those already)

12) Any inside jokes?

This one is actually kinda hard? Maybe because my own friend group has such baffling inside jokes idk. I feel like, as Veil Jumpers, they both have some magic-techno babble kinda inside jokes that go over most of the team's heads except Emmrich. Nym also never lets go of "properly contained tingle" and will bring it up at every possible opportunity. Any time something explodes Bellara raises her eyebrows and goes "Roooooooooook", even when it wasn't Nym that did it (it often is Nym that did it).

18) When all is said and done, where would they like to retire together? Is marriage in the cards for them? Children? Pets? 

I don't think retirement would really suit either of them. They both enjoy the adventure of discovery and rooting around in ruins too much. Though I can see them hanging around Arlathan Forest for the most part since there's just so much stuff there, and Nym's done most of the world wandering she wanted to by now (and having the Lighthouse and eluvian network as a super speedy travel option means she can bop off anywhere she wants now if she feels like it). Bonding is absolutely on the table and tbh they probably end up accidentally trying to propose at the same time because they're a pair of dorks like that. Kids...most likely not. Bel's interaction with Mila seems like children make her nervous and while Nym likes playing with them sometimes she doesn't actually want any on a permanent basis. Pets on the other hand? A whole aravel full. Nym already has her BEL ball python Ghilana (who Emmrich confirms is actually a curiosity spirit like Manfred) that has traveled with her for years, and she immediately imprints on any weird creature she stumbles across (Spite was a little shit trying to run out the eluvian? Adopted, he's her little shit now. Assan nearly jumped on her head while screeching when they met? Bellara had to hold her back from ruffling his floppy ears. Manfred shuffled out of nowhere making hissing rattling skeleton noises? Baby, precious bean. Every single wisp driving Neve up the wall in the Lighthouse? Nym's new flock of ethereal klepto ducklings.) And I will never be over Flicker getting smashed to bits in the podcast so Bellara deserves half a dozen chirping magical construct pets a la ESO Clockwork City fabricant style. (I don't care that it's a different universe, my girl deserves a skeevaton, a brassilisk, a half dozen dovah-flies and a microtized verminous fabricant (it's a tiny steampunk velociraptor! she'd love it!). And yanno what her room clearly shows she has a thing for mirrors, so get her a mirrorworm too while we're at it.)

Ask game here

[fidjiefidjie]

Je suis d'accord , et vous ?! 😁 👶 🤣

❄️ Humour du jour ❄️

Source: Tik Tok

👋 Bel après-midi