#feeling pouty :/

[misty1111]

I’m feeling annoyed because my head mates want to rest and take a nap but I’m tired of resting and want to play Far Cry: Primal. I’m going to respect their wishes and rest but it’s times like this where sharing a body is very frustrating.

They just assured me that we’ll play Far Cry after we get up.

I guess that’s alright.

Still feeling pouty about it.

[zuzu-draws]

King of Pouts and Grumps, Ladies and Gentlemen! /(.^.)\ ~ <3

[musubiki]

its been a while since my last summer mochi 🌺🏖️

[buttahpie]

stupid fucking paul always has to be out serving them like ???? girl why are you treating this like ANTM and not a school portrait you dramatic little freak?

[mouthfxllofwhiteliess]

✨✨✨✨Just a pixie in the dark ✨✨✨✨

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

“awww watching them drinking boba together was so 🥰🥹😍🤗” no stfu i’m so mad bc why would they make me watch them drink boba when i don’t have any. who would do something so despicable to a poor little homosexual like me. do they not care that i suffer at their hands?? i thought they loved lesbians?? must they really sit in the phouse that i help fund and sip on their boba while i sit here, boba-less and full of envy?? it’s like that bible verse that goes “thou shan’t drink boba in front of your army of lesbians unless you buy some for every single one of them as well you fucking whores” i think it was in the book of sappho or sommit

[souenkun]

Roughly-done manga and anime comparison for yorishima's debut! ✨️

[chewytran]

“don’t worry, i’ll keep you warm!”

happy holidays everyone! ❄️❤️✨🌲

[trappedinafantasy37]

Minthara: If you annoy me, I will scratch out your eyes. If you ever think of hurting me, I will pluck the thought out of your mind. I will not hesitate to rip your heart out of your ribcage. If you ever dare share your bed with another, eh heh heh, I will cut you where it hurts and ensure you can never experience pleasure again.

Also Minthara:

[raikirikiri]

pathetic tboy kakashi who is so horny every time obito is around that he can barely stop himself from humping obito’s leg like a dog and obito who is all cool, confident, and demeaning when it comes to horny kakashi in his head is actually screaming “YIPPEE YIPPEE! KAKASHI LIKE LIKES ME” despite kakashi literally having no other setting other than wanting obito carnally and loving it when obito is mean to him.

[hotluncheddie]

omg I didn't realize you wanted chubby steddie asks 🙈

as much as we love the babygirlification of Steve Harrington..... I'm obsessed with boyish manly Steve who is chubby and Eddie is obsessed with him!!!! I'm thinking about your one fic with the sweaty tank top!!!!! do you have more thoughts on this??

yesssssss!!! anon yes yesssssssss!!!!!

not me being like 'yeah! sweaty task top fic nice nice' then realising i have like three different posts that have Steve in a sweaty tank top lol

thankfully @scoops-aboy86 came in clutch with a new tank top sciario <3 (and held my hand thru writing the end lmao ty pal)

but i just love an ex jock trope, i love bulk under muscle and i think big beefy hairy guys are hot - and Steve harrington deserves to be all of that, and more

and also, importantly, eddie munson deserves to have all of that too, in and around him, all the time, in the form of Steve Harrington.

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Eddie had come to accept the wealth of things he could be into, the actual buffet of people and scenarios that could get his dick hard. He's had more than his fair share of knuckle biting orgasms over the ex chief of police Jim Hopper. Before and, maybe worse, after getting to know him.

So he knew what it was to have something of a shame wank. To enjoy a moustache or two and a paunch at a middle.

But nothing, no deep seated daddy issues or fantasy of being held down, could ever prepare him for Steve Harrington.

Post upside down, post eventual college and transition to work. Post two bed apartment with Robin, then two bed apartment with Robin and Eddie. Then actual full blow house with Eddie, and more often than not weekend guest Robin. Dating Steve for as long as has was one thing, loving Steve with everything he had was another, and being loved by Steve was something he still had nights of panic about - silent tears as fear and self doubt gripped his throat, nightmares about it all being an elaborate prank that sneak their way in even with Steves arms wrapped tight around his middle.

but Eddie had him.

Was allowed to love him, and worship Steve for all that he was worth. It was wonderful. Eddie knew that.

But it had its challenges. Nothing past Eddie could've done would help current Eddie for what he was in for.

Like how Steve had bulked up over the years, settled and filled out in a way that made those visions of Hopper, and guys from bars he really shouldn't have been at, all come surging back.

Steve was thick, and strong and still so achingly beautiful. Boyish in his actions at times but also protective and capable in a way that made Eddie swoon. Honest to god. Made him feel like a main character in one of those bodice ripper books he had seen (taken out and read) at the library.

And then Steve made it worse.

So so so much worse.

Because Steve went and got a tattoo.

Well, another tattoo. He added roses to go along with the robin and branch on his arm, adding to its greenery with red petals and thorns that Eddie knew were secretly for him. He’d said, offhandedly, that they were his favourite and he knows, because he knows Steve, that thats something he'd listen to and remember.

He’s a die hard romantic.

And now Eddie is going to die, hard.

Soon, if Steve doesn't put a proper fucking shirt on.

Steves been wearing his stupid, old, cropped, white tank top since the appointment. He's "letting the tattoo breathe", "doesn't like the feeling of the healing skin against the fabric", "wants to do it properly". "hates Eddie and wants him to die of hard dick, big-fat-ball disease."

He glares at Steve from the other end of the couch, and maybe only three of those things are something Steve's actually said, but, he thought them. All of them. Must have.

Because Steve's tank is so old it's nearly see through, the peak of his pink nipple evident and distracting. The cropped end keeps rolling up and exposing his wider bellybutton and soft sides. And, as always, with any tank top, with any tank top on Steve, hit tits are there - hairy and lovely and out.

'Steve, please.' Eddie whines, he doesn't think he can take much more.

Steve just raises his eyebrows, taking a swig of beer and not looking away from the tv. 'If I sweat too much, it'll mess with the healing.' He says.

Eddie just crosses his arms, sinks lower into the couch. ‘Can you put on a normal shirt at least? For my sanity, for that alone, please?' Not wanting to sound desperate, but he is desperate.

Steve sighs, muting the TV. 'C'mere.' He holds his arms out and Eddie crawls into his lap. Still sulking, arms still crossed. ‘Eddie, you’re the one who gave me the tattoo. I’m following your instructions.’ Steve says gently.

‘M’firing Robin for getting you to sign the info form.’ He grumbles.

Steve smiles at him, tucking some hair behind his ears. ‘You can’t fire her for doing her job baby.’

‘Maybe not’ Eddie sniffs. ‘But I’m not sharing my baby blue ink with her next time she gets one of her slutty little lady sailor pin ups booked in.’ He mumbles to himself.

Steve pulls Eddie in closer, hands on his waist as he leans in to whisper in Eddies ear. 'Aren't I being so good though? Following what you said, no strenuous activity for two days right?' His voice a little breathy, soft.

And that makes Eddie pause, makes his insides churn and his heart rate increase. 'Ye-yeah.' He rasps, eyes wide. 'So good Stevie.'

'So we have to wait until tomorrow, like you said, yeah?' Steve asks, eyes all big and sweet, lips in a little pouty.

Fuck. He's right. Eddie dug his own grave.

'Yeah.' He sighs. He can do it, for Steve.

Steve smiles sweetly at him, tapping Eddie on the ass and shifting him closer so Steve can unmute the tv and keep watching his game. 'Good boy.' Steve says, kissing Eddies temple.

…Wait. Eddie scrunches his eyebrows, half hard and confused.

But Steve just holds him closer. Eddie buries his head in Steve's neck, and whines.

[karlyboyyy]

Halloween party! 🎃👻🖤

[wormholy]

going nowhere and everywhere

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

don't mind me i'm just going completely insane over this

[daffyjjk]

I'm still amazed at how Jimin was subtly confused by the menu, while Jungkook was entirely captivated by him.

[kenobion]

Andrew Garfield as Tobias in We Live In Time