#idk what else to use

[lovelykil]

Kyle x reader but its an aquarium date, BUT the aquarium has one of those events where you can spend the night in the aquarium 🤭 maybe smut??

「 Fishy Date 」

kyle x reader older ver.

cw; none I think kaksnhd

note; I love sharks so I projected a little on here sorry 🤷🏾‍♀️ (not) I do this a lot on my stories so 😭 anyway

"You wanna go to the aquarium for our date?"

"Yeah why not? I used to go there all the time as a kid it would be fun to visit again and relive everything." You set your phone down to look at Kyle. He leaned on his pillow looking at the open Google page to the aquarium.

He looked up at you, his expression confused.

"It smells though."

"It's an aquarium.."

"Yeah so it smells fishy." Kyle turned off his phone. You couldn't help but crack a smile, covering your mouth to giggle.

The ginger rose his eyebrow staring at you again "What's so funny?"

"You said fishy, that was corny."

"Oh– you idiot." He caught on, causing a grin to appear on his face as he ruffled your hair. You chuckled some more before going to rest your head on his chest.

He set his hand on your waist and looked down at you.

"Sooo.. aquarium then?" You smiled innocently up at him. You held your bright smile hoping to convince him, after a few seconds of him looking down at you deciding whether or not he should agree he eventually did with a sigh.

"Okay finee."

"Alright good cause I already bought us tickets."

"Oh so if I didn't say yes we still would've gone.."

"Basically."

"Dude."

"Love youu"

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When the time finally came to go to your aquarium date you guys got ready packing a sleeping bag since the aquarium you got tickets to was holding an event, to which a specific amount of people to buy the first 25 tickets would sleep over by the various sea animals.

Lucky enough you were the 10th person to buy that ticket, they were selling like hot cakes.. who knew so many people would want to sleep with smelly fish?

Once you guys got to the place you squealed, being at your childhood favorite place really brought you back. Kyle held your hand smiling down at you seeing you get excited.

You guys walked in and began your adventure.

"Oh, and this is an Epaulette shark! They live in shallow water or any tidal pool, I think this one is an adult cause of its lightish brown skin on top you see? Aren't they so cool?" You pressed your hand against the cold glass, admiring the sea creature who swam with no care in the world. Kyle joined you, pressing both of his hands against the glass.

"You know a lot about sharks babe." He spoke with a giggle. You felt your cheeks burn, you had always been a huge fan of sharks you couldn't help but be a little nerd freak when it came to those magnificent little monsters.

"I just really like them, shut up." You defended, walking away from him. After some time of him watching the shark swim back and forth he looked back, looking around to find you.

He wandered the aquarium frantically after a few minutes of not seeing you, you guys have been at the aquarium for about 2 hours now you've seen everything so he had no idea where you could gone now.

Kyle got out his phone about to dial your number when an announcement came on the speaker.

attention all parents and children, the aquarium will be now hosting our fish-tastic sleepover! Everyone with ticket 'F' will now move to floor 2, stay safe and remember to have fun.

As people moved to floor 2 it began to get crowded, people shoved the teen as he anxiously tried to look for you it was far too loud to even call you now. He cursed to himself trying to get his way through the crowd.

"Y/n! Where are you-" Kyle quickly walked into the 2nd floor, sweeping the place with his eyes hoping to find you, there were only roaming kids with their parents until he saw a familiar person, setting down their sleeping mat by the low dimmed tank that held the jellyfish at. He walked toward the person, his suspension rising to see if it was actually you or not.

"Y/n?" Kyle asked, getting closer. You took off your jacket, looking in the direction of who called your name. Once Kyle saw your face his body immediately relax, stepping toward you.

"I was looking all over for you.. I'm glad I found you." He put his hand on his chest in relief. You smirked slightly, setting down your jacket on your sleeping bag. "Awh you were worried weren't you?" You walked to him to hold his face. His cheeks redden, though you could barely see due to the area you were in.

The jellyfish corner was shrouded in darkness, creating the perfect ambiance for a peaceful slumber and a great place to watch the jellyfish gracefully glide through the water to reflect on various things.

Kyle nodded his head, feeling your hand on his cheek. You heartily smiled at your worried boyfriend going in to kiss his cheek to clear his anxiety.

"Sorry I just wanted to wander off but you found me and now we can be together and watch the jellyfish!" You let go of him to sit down. "Why did you choose this spot?" Kyle sat beside you, looking at your side. You stared at the dark tank, your eyes softened as you watched the majestic creature float around in its habitat.

"Because they look so pretty." You spoke, your eyes remaining on the tank. Kyle studied your face, you looked so memorized and lost in thought all you watched was the jellyfish.

"You look so pretty in the dimmed dark blue light.." Kyle blurted out under his breath, he was captured by your beautiful in that moment he couldn't help but compliment you.

"What'd you say?" You slowly turned your head, not hearing what the ginger mumbled. He blushed, clearing his throat. "Oh uh nothing. Yeah the jellyfish are pretty.." He nervously smiled at you. Your confused expression changed to a slight smile, you grabbed his hand to hold.

"You look so pretty here you know?" You placed a kiss on his pale skin, then looked up to see his surprised face. He rubbed his face with his free hand already starting to be in a mess.

"God sometimes you're just too much." He whispered. You giggled at your boyfriend's flustered state, crawling to him to sit in his lap.

He sighed looking up at you in his lap, you smiled down at him he couldn't help but smile back, putting his hands around your waist. You wrapped your hands around his neck going in to kiss his forehead.

"This date was fun, thank you Ky."

"You're welcome, it was fun until I lost you."

You laughed, letting go of his neck to hold his shoulders.

"Sorry! Won't happen again.. considering now I kinda want you." You rubbed his shoulders slowly, smirking. Kyle looked at you oblivious to what you were trying to imply. But after you reached under his shirt, getting close to his neck he finally realized.

"Jesus christ Y/n there's kids here-"

"So? They'll eventually learn about this shit anyway."

"Oh god."

[badly-drawn-lethal-company]

Welcome!

this is a blog where I draw Lethal Company in mspaint. SOMETIMES my regular art program but that'll be rare!

send in prompts, request to see a monster or w/e else, or straight up ask the crew of the blog!

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[idolmars]

hi i remade my ed tumblr does anyone wanna be moots.

[hinamie]

10 years later

[captainharlock]

comic i made about out-aging the person i've been grieving

[yanderespamton78]

Edit since a lot of people seem confused - your "real" name is the name that you want to be referred to in real life. It doesn't have to be your legal name. So if you're trans and you have a different name to whats on your birth certificate, even if not many people call you by the name, it still counts as your real name.

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[lilislegacy]

“honey” is such an ‘old married couple’ nickname. i usually hate pet names, especially for percy and annabeth, but i’m not gonna lie guys…. i kinda love the thought of them sometimes referring to each other as honey?? like, i can just hear it. “honey you know i respect and value your opinions so so much, but can you shut up for like 2 minutes?” “honey you know i love you and your great plans, but can you not get us fucking killed?” “hey honey can you use your sword to cut the tag off my dress?” “wise girl, honey, why is nico asleep in our guest room… again?” peak romance? i think yes. also annabeth is from the south, so it actually makes so much sense.

it’s so unexpected, but also so fitting?? idk for some reason i love it. just me? send help

[verflares]

(pre-calam) filling the compendium :-)

+ closeup and the aftermath

[burgycreeper405-blog]

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[gatoburr0]

Been thinking about it

[eff-plays]

You can wizardsplain at a bard, but watch out

[toffeebeantable]

YOU THOUGHT PRIDE MONTH WAS OVER? WELL IT AIN’T OVER TIL I SAY SO

[harmonictechnicality]

It’s the way Steve places a pin in that damn map of Hawkins. Two fingers, muddy knuckles. Fuck if Eddie knows the actual destination because all he can navigate is the curve of Steve’s index finger as he smooths out the edges of the map.

And it’s stupid, right? Because the world is folding in on itself and he’s looking at a guy in the kind of way Victorian novelists would only describe as ‘longingly.’ It’s objectively stupid. Probably some adrenaline bullshit that a doctor could explain with a brain scan.

The rest of the group has scattered, plotting amongst themselves. Pulling plans out of their asses. Finding layers of courage behind clues and cassette tapes.

Eddie should do that too. Plan. Make decisions. Do anything other than stare at the dirt underneath Steve’s goddamn fingernails.

“Please blink, Munson.” Steve says while clearing his throat. He’s been doing that a lot. Which is, like, understandable after coughing up lake water all night long.

He clears his throat again. “Show sign of life before I ransack the supply bag for that shit you call music.”

“That… shit?” Eddie spits out the words. Briefly forgets his swirly Steve feelings because of the fucking audacity on this guy. “Rightrightright, because Bob Seger is so fucking dignified, huh?”

“Uh-oh.” Dustin murmurs behind him.

“Because Old Time Rock and Roll is the highest ranking of ear candy?” Eddie searches through their duffel bag until he finds Steve’s Vecna Saftey Tape. Waves it around wildly as he speaks. “Forgive me. I didn’t know entry-level chord progressions were considered Carnegie Hall worthy these days. But by all means, call my music shit.”

He throws the tape at Steve’s lap before dropping back down to his seat on the couch.

“Well,” Steve smirks. “At least we know if the music won’t wake you up, mocking it sure as hell will.”

“Guys. Focus.” Nancy steps into the center of the room. Everyone nods, even Eddie. They listen intently to her directions. Henderson doesn’t interrupt her, not even once.

Nancy’s entire demeanor is charged with currents of determination. It’s honestly impressive. Truly. She could convince congress to change the fucking constitution if she wanted. Have the supreme court eating out of her palm with how persuasive she can be.

And the only thing that distracts her, is the same thing distracting Eddie.

Two fingers. Muddy knuckles.

Eddie follows her gaze back over to Steve. Her expression softening when she sees him.

It’s cruel and expected. Cruel that Eddie has to witness such softness, knowing exactly how it feels. Expected because wedding bells can practically be heard every time those two interact with each other. No one can deny that.

But knowing all this doesn’t stop the cruelty from squeezing Eddie’s stomach till his insides feel raw.

He swallows down his flimsy fantasies. Keeps repeating those words from back in the woods:

It’s jealousy, it’s jealousy, it’s jealousy, it’s-

“Hey, man.” Steve says.

Man? Not ‘Nancy, my betrothed?’ Not “Nancy, my muse?”

… Man?

Eddie blinks. Glances up to see Steve looking at him. “Your taste in music isn’t complete shit.”

Which isn’t exactly an apology. But the teasing scratches an itch in Eddie’s brain that he hasn’t be able to reach for a very long time.

“Yeah.” Eddie says. “I guess Bob Seger’s stuff is… intermediate. Assistant managerial-level chord progressions.”

He pauses. Then leans in and adds a quick, “At best.”

They both laugh a little. It’s cut short by Steve clearing his throat again. One of the many reminders that they’re not well.

That nothing they’re going through is fair. Not even in the same universe as Fair. Eddie’s eyes fall to the red markings around Steve’s neck. Wonders if that makes his cough hurt worse.

“Look.” Steve nudges Eddie’s arm. Pulls his attention back into this moment. “We’ve got this, okay?”

Eddie can’t exactly tell if there’s softness in Steve’s eyes - the same kind Nancy gives to him so freely. Or if it’s just regularly scheduled Concern. But it doesn’t even matter because Steve said that.

We.

‘We’ve got this.’

Him and Steve.

And, okay, was Steve referring to a collective ‘we?’ Sure, yeah. Obviously. But Eddie is allowing himself to wallow in delusion while the world’s expiration date remains questionable.

So he aims a lovesick smile at Steve and sighs. “Whatever you say, Harrington.”

[hinamie]

so just know, I'm healing / even though it don't feel like it

insp

[dragonskulls]

i remade my old talon tutorial with a few extra tips! these are just things i have learned from references, other artists and experimenting myself, so i hope they can be helpful for you!

[kiwikiwiandkiwi]

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