#she's the best ever

[ur-not-reddie]

Lover, Lover

Eddie blinks his tired eyes open around three-thirty that morning. He glances over at the window sleepily - it’s still pitch black with the sparkle of littered stars. He turns his head to see that Richie is still sound asleep. He smiles to himself as he watches the boy's chest rise and fall at an even pace, able to hear his heartbeat due to the immense silence consuming the dark room. Two hours until sunrise. 

Eddie slowly slides himself out of the bed in a sneaky manner, his feet patting down the hallway to the kitchen. He quietly grabs the kettle, filling it with water and heating it up. He knows Richie prefers tea over coffee in the mornings. He props himself up on the counter, waiting for the water to heat and giving Richie some extra sleeping time. 

When the kettle starts softly screaming, Eddie places it off to the side and heads back to the room, going to wake his snoozing wannabe boyfriend. Richie isn’t much of a morning person, but he said he’d do this with Eddie. 

Eddie enters the dark and soundless room, climbing back onto the bed. 

“Rich,” Eddie speaks softly, tapping Richie’s shoulder gently. “Rich,” Eddie says again when there’s no movement from the other. “Richie,” Eddie shakes him slightly. Still nothing. “Richie!” nothing again. Eddie huffs, furrowing his brows as he stands up on the bed and starts jumping frantically. “Richie! Richie! Richie!” Eddie repeats with every jump. 

“Whaaaaat?” Richie finally asks, voice deep and scratchy. 

“Get up,” the smaller boy simply says. Richie rolls over on his other side, not completely awake. He grabs Richie by the arm, trying to pull him out of bed but isn’t successful. He then picks up a pillow, smacking it against Richie’s head. “You promised!” 

“Okay, okay. I’m up.” Richie yawns as he sits up. Eddie bounces more on the bed, this time with glee and leaping into Richie’s arms. 

“I made tea because I knew you’d be grumpy.” Eddie giggles sheepishly, so tempted to kiss Richie’s cheek. He knows Richie is going to tease him about this softness later. Eddie can’t help it. He loves his never-ending banter with Richie, but he’d do any and everything Richie asks. He’s weak in that way, and it’s hard not to show it. 

“Why are we doing this again?” Richie grumbles as they make their way to the kitchen. 

“Because it’s worth it, that’s why.” Eddie pouts. 

“Is it really?” an unimpressed expression washes over Richie’s face. 

“Yes!” Eddie stomps his foot. “And, again, you promised.” He turns his back to grab mugs and tea bags, adding sugar and milk to Richie’s.  

“C’mon, we only have an hour now because of your lazy ass!” 

Richie wants to protest, open his mouth and make a joke about how domestic Eddie is being. But he’s not going to lie, a part of him likes it. Eddie hands Richie his tea, Richie taking a sip of it and humming with a pleased smile. 

They sit at the table in near silence, the ticking of the clock preventing it from so. Eddie swings his feet that don’t touch the ground in his chair. Half an hour goes by, a mix of soft chatter and quietness as they slowly sip their beverages. 

“Okay,” Eddie claps. “Pillows. Blankets. Roof.” he orders. 

“Yes, sir!” Richie salutes to Eddie.

“Don’t ever fucking do that again.” Eddie rolls his eyes somewhat playfully.

The two grab as many blankets and pillows their arms can handle and pile them onto the roof outside of Richie’s window. Once satisfied, they huddle under the blankets. It’s summer but the mornings could disagree. 

Richie sighs as he lays back into the makeshift bed, closing his eyes. 

“Wake me when-“ Richie can’t finish his sentence, falling asleep, making Eddie chuckle. 

Eddie keeps his eyes on the stars that are slowly starting to dim as Richie sleeps next to him- so he thinks. He turns his head to look at him, their faces merely inches apart. His heart starting to race.

“I’m so in love with you,” Eddie whispers as softly as he can. 

“I’m in love with you too,” Richie whispers back with his eyes still closed, startling Eddie a bit. 

“I- you’re- didn’t know you were awake…” Eddie’s cheeks begin to burn. “Do you really…?” his voice cracks.

“I do,” Richie grins slightly. “I have for quite some time now, Eds. Surprised you never noticed it.” 

“I was afraid of the feeling for so long,” Eddie can’t help but blush brighter, cheeks on fire. “I tried to shove it down, suppress it. But at some point, it was eating me alive, and it was all I could think about.” 

“Is that a bad thing…?” Richie’s facial features droop slightly in worry. 

“No!” Eddie raises his voice accidentally, causing Richie to flinch. “No… it’s not bad. It’s just all I could think about. I was so afraid you’d find out and then… not want to be friends with me anymore.” 

“Well,” Richie feels a lump in his throat, gaining as much courage as he can muster. “I’d love to be more than friends…” he presses his lips together. There’s a pause of anxious silence. 

“Really?” Eddie’s eyes widen. 

“Yes,” the other laughs nervously. 

“I’d love to. Love, love to!” Eddie leans forward, pressing his lips tenderly against Richie’s, pulling away after a few seconds. 

“Y-you kissed me,” Richie’s eyes also widen before leaning in and kissing Eddie back. It breaks, the two’s eyes sinking deeply into each other. Eddie turns his head, gasping at the sight of the sky. 

 The sky is burning orange at the base as it melts into a soft pink, fading into a pastel purple. They watch it, the sunrise rising into the normal, lit, blue sky. Richie pulls Eddie into his arms, hugging him from behind. 

“You’re right, this was definitely worth waking up for.” Richie admits, kissing the top of Eddie’s head. 

“See! Told ya!” Eddie’s proud of himself. 

Once the sun makes everything light, the two drag everything back inside, plopping onto Richie’s bed. Eddie stretches, yawning as he climbs under the covers. 

“Can we get some sleep?” Eddie rubs his tired eyes.

“Oh fuck,” Richie exhales as he climbs into the bed as well. “Please.” he also yawns, pulling Eddie back into his arms as they quickly drift off to sleep.

[ersatz-colubridae-888]

a lot of the time when i'm up sitting in bed and i stim by kind of shaking around it makes the bed shake and it makes a noise? and that's kind of part of the stim? it's The Happiness Noise. anyway my cat is sitting up here with me and she also started shaking around (not sure why) and it made the bed make The Happiness Noise and i never felt closer to another being in my life than i did in that split second

[blaithnne]

Live Mel reaction

[hinamie]

10 years later

[lordandladywhistledown]

You can tell by the reaction people have to Penelope asking Colin to kiss her whether they ever experienced being a wallflower/insecure fat girl at a party or not.

Because you say it's pathetic, I say it's relatable, no matter how desperate it may sound. If you've never had your insecurity eat you up from the inside (but also the outside, as Portia literally told Penelope that she was delusional for thinking she was gonna find a husband in her third season out) to the point you genuinely, wholeheartedly believe no one will ever love you unless you physically change, then obviously the scene is off to you.

But Pen literally told Colin she felt stupid for thinking she's gonna find a husband (she just started believing what the ton and her mother said) and that she knows no one would want to kiss her. And for a romance girl like her, do you think the thought of never having a kiss, never experiencing that passion, would be easy to bear? I can so relate to being the most romantic of the bunch but also being the loneliest and aching for physical and emotional romantic love.

She is so vulnerable and so real in that moment but y'all gotta bitch about it because it doesn't make sense to you. It doesn't make sense to me either because she's gorgeous, but that's the thing - no one ever told her she's gorgeous and actually meant it. And even if they did, there must be 10 more people who didn't that keep that insecurity in her, specifically her sisters and her mother.

Nicola said this one was for the wallflowers, and it truly is, so if you find scenes like this cringe, you just don't relate to the character enough to feel it and recall moments when you had the same thoughts as her.

[nova-rpv]

reviving for pride w the trans bisexaul ever

dont forget your daily clicks!!

[harrowedsoup]

I refuse to change my headcanon that most of the other people at Canaan House probably thought Gideon was Harrow’s pretty boy toy until she showed them she could actually fight because she acted exactly nothing like a real Cav in anyway. A teenage ruler shows up with a hot butch that clearly isn’t trained to be a ninth Cav or even a normal-ish one? Come on. They probably thought griddlehark were over compensating trying to hide by staying away from each other. 

[kaahmbem]

legend has it that the young witch circe and the once beautiful nymph scylla shared a complicated past...

[bibbysstuff]

Redraw!

They're so silly

[muffinmoonn]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY USAGI!!!!!!!!

[venator-signum]

kamala khan would have the most horrendous ao3 author's notes known to man

"hey guys sorry the update is late i switched places with an avenger (ajdgrhsh literally crying) and a really cool space scientist lady and then got into a fight and some alien dudes wrecked my house and then I met Nick fury and I was literal space it was crazy and I had to help save the universe and saw said scientist lady give up her life to save all of us... anyways hope you like the new fic, branching out with an arranged marriage au for this one!!!"

[cutetanuki-chan]

a blessing and a curse

[queenofshilla]

LINDA HAMILTON as Sarah Connor in Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) (dir. James Cameron)

[glitter-stained]

More of trans allegory Jason and the goons VS the batfam:

Transmasc older goon, trying to connect: Hey out of curiosity boss, when did your egg crack?

Jason, thinking this is a bird pun about how he became Robin: Uh, 12 I guess...

****

Penguin henchman: Wow, you really are okay calling yourselves goons? Isn't that like a little demeaning?

Red Hood Goon: Inclusivity my guy -Henchperson is a mouthful, and that way, we don't have to assume.

Penguin Henchman: Oh my god that's so thoughtful!

*they resume shooting at eachother.*

*****

Batman You're not okay Hood, you need a professional. Please, we can help you!

Jason: There's nothing wrong with me, I won't let you throw me into Arkham!

Goon of the week: Yeah Batfreak, the boss doesn't need help, there's nothing wrong with him! How would you like it if we tried to convert you out of being a furry, huh?!!

Batman: reconsiders life choices.

****

Angry goon: *beats the shit out of Nightwing with a trans pride flag*

Dick, a bisexual cis metrosexual: I'm not sure what is happening but this feels offensive.

****

Batman: Please, I know there's a lot of bad blood, but you're still my child...

Jason: Really? Because I clearly remember you saying you weren't my father and didn't have to deal with my "teenage angst"!

The Goons: You said what?!

Oracle : You said what?!

Dick, standing up and picking up the pride flag: You said what.

[dapper-lil-arts]

this is how their first meeting went right

[blueskittlesart]

zl wedding (again)