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would u guys read a new prompt be so serious
#i’m thinking like. the prequel to never not mine#if u guys remember that#OR#something cute and fluffy#i haven’t posted one in like… two weeks…#i miss it…
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balor + ponytail (feat my farmer isa)
#fom#fields of mistria#balor#farmer#isa#art#fanart#ONE MORE FANART....FOR THE ROAD...#did anyone else peep his beach outfit because....sir....i need to know what you went through to get that bigass scar#i cant remember what his beach outfit was but i think it was something like that#also....my farmer....i named her isa and made her so cute...#i think i have a thing for making my girls have fluffy hair#in my head i wanted her to be a cool little filipino adventurer girl#she pretti...#i purposely gave her the bright green eyes and gold earrings/headband#so balor will unconciously gravitate toward her (if shiny gold and jewels and treasure was a person)#shes wearing the adventurers earrings you get from the renown levels i actually have no idea what theyre supposed to look like#its like 2 pixels in the game#he doesnt wear rings in-game but i think he should
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As the conspiracy reaches its finale, the Void Hunter joins the fight.
Uncover the Conspiracy in Zenless Zone Zero's All-New Version "A Storm of Falling Stars", S-Rank Agent Hoshimi Miyabi is here! With S-Rank Agent Asaba Harumasa Limited-Time Giveaway! Pre-register to obtain additional rewards.
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A whole new meaning to Gay Chicken.
(For: Anonymous raffle winner!)
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#This prompt was super cute! Thank you for donating to the raffle!#And thank you to everyone who also donated!#Okay full disclosure I am on very little sleep right now so these next thoughts may be incomprehensible.#(That hasn't stopped me before. Sometimes the voices of the hat man give me good ideas.)#I have been vibrating with excitement for when we finally get to the chicken scene.#Because I really want to draw chickens! I love chickens! They are so optimally shaped for maximal cuteness.#That's a creature that was designed to be fluffy and sit on things. What is there to *not* love!#I know there is more significance to the whole exchange but really...I think Lan Wangji deep down just wants to hold cute creatures.#His hands are big and gentle and not meant for swords! They are made to be filling rabbit hutches with fresh hay and petting chickens.#This is to say; Lan Wangji's problems could all have been avoided if he was a farmboy.#He can still be a farmer. The two of them could run off into the country and start something new.#"True love is possible only - in the next world - for new people” Is a disco elysium quote I think about for wangxian all the time.#Ah but that's a different tangent. Look forwards to more art tomorrow!
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what they deserved
#lol sorry not sorry#see i was gonna draw something nice and cute and fluffy#and then my brain went#no we're gonna be sad today#actually started tearing up a little while drawing today idk im feeling the emotions™️ more than usual for some reason#also was gonna draw fox bc someone sent a hilarious ask but he was refusing to cooperate today so that shall have to wait until another day#star wars#the clone wars#tcw#arc trooper fives#arc trooper echo#tcw fives#tcw echo#domino squad#domino twins#aviiart#hmmmmmmm looks suspiciously similar to another drawing ive done i wonder which (cough cough icemav)#sue me i was lazy lmao
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"I'm sorry angel, I hate arguing with you...please —" Suguru kneels on to the carpeted floor, hands on each side of your soft thighs, fingers trailing slowly, slyly upward beneath the thin fabric of your sundress, as soft pupils cling intently onto yours. Noting the stern glare you were beaming down at him.
"Forgive me, please?" His lips subtly find their way onto the plushy flesh of your right thigh, gradually meeting with the trace of his wide palms.
You could never stay mad at this man, especially when he was on his knees and looking up at you, pleading to you like this. With every pliable touch he'd give it made your skin shudder all over, your hips twitching and your blood pumping. Heat quickly rushing to the lush of your adoring cheeks and the pit of your fluttering stomach.
You insinuate a simple huff of breath, feeling the coy motions of his warm fingertips graze over the supple flesh of your upper thighs, sneakily trailing under the sides of the feeble material of your panties.
God, how you loathed how much of an affect this man had over you.
"...Suguru" the breathy sound of his name swiftly wafts through his ears, his entire attention solely focused onto your pretty face. Watches you uncross your arms and carefully weave your hands through his long, silky raven hair, leaning into your gentle touch, humming softly.
"You know I can't stay mad at you...come here baby, I want to hold you" your sweet, soft voice entrances him. Without wasting a split of a second, the man had already jumped to his feet and scooped you off of yours into his strong arms. Planting fervent kisses all over your tender beautiful face, holding you ever so closely to his comforting stature.
"Thank you my love...you're too good for me I swear..."
#idkkk it was meant to be something a bit more spicy buttt...turned out more fluffy and cute inducing then the original concept for this 🙃😭#sighhhh the man that you are Suguruuu 🥺🥴🥰🖤#geto suguru x reader#geto suguru#jjk
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*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*
Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.
You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah
I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender
…..I made the moodboard….
#chapter 37#of 120 or something#I must be like 90k words in haha#large word count is not an intimidation. It’s an invitation haha#I love the fics that I can’t read in just one hour:)#I gotta say I don’t enjoy the concept of making robots into organic life#it’s just my preference#seeing them as humans or animals or whatever feels so fucking wrong#the concept itself drives me off#like. Strongly#But at the same time. This fic isn’t about them being ‘haha cute organics’#it’s ‘oh god. I was turned into something I’m not’#instead of teeheee they’re fluffy#it’s please free me from this fucking nightmare. please let me be myself again.#idk how to explain. I resonate I guess#it often feels very disturbing but the characters are also disturbed#So now I’m kind of stuck reading this fic because I just can’t stop lol#just politely skipping the parts that make me too uncomfortable#also#the body horror is….damn. Impressive. I didn’t expect to read about grotesque fleshy creature turning itself inside out#it’s not even aesthetic or symbolic#it literally looks like a fucking nightmare. Which is impressive also.#the flesh is g r o s s#the beginning got me struggling and skipping#but the intermission is currently ruining my sleep schedule#oh fuck….I usually send my posts to the authors of the fics I read…..but I feel like I might offend the author of Ninth if do this……..#there’s a tiny chance they’re following me….if it’s true then I wanna tell I’m sorry pls don’t take this seriously#your fic got me waay out of my comfort zone#huge points for writing Ratchet. Drift in this fic is…the grossest fucking thing I could probably imagine but Ratchet doesn’t even hesitate#he helps him and he cares for him. Which is…..imma be real my first instinct would be to set Drift on fire to end his misery
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how the first cat entered qing jing peak (a tale of wilful deception) ft. Yue Qingyuan taking an L to a cat
sequel to this :)
bonus:
#he's never held something cute and fluffy before his brain does not compute#don't ask me why this was made#it just turned up on my ipad one day#my art#svsss#original shen qingqiu#shen jiu#scumbag self saving system#ming fan#long post
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clumsy🫶
#i want to write a whole oneshot or something based on some cute fluffy meet cute like this😫😫#like !!!!!!!!!!!!#I want them to just keep falling in love in every universe🥹💓 (they do)#I have so many aus of these two….#I wrote a lot today….listened to p&p soundtrack and lots of piano concertos#deep cleaned my apartment since it’s been a disaster ever since I was sick for so long🥲#and hopefully things get back to normal…🥰#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanart#hphl#hogwarts legacy mc#hogwarts legacy oc#eloise babbit#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow fanart#sebastian sallow x mc
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Leaving Water 7
#one piece#usopp#op usopp#god usopp#sanji#op sanji#black leg sanji#sanuso#usosan#cwispihae#water 7#I swear I set out to make something cute and fluffy I just EMOTION#There's so many good feels with these two TAT <3
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So i remember an ask mentioning your mortal enemy, Felis Atra and their cats, and i thought it'd be fun to draw what Felis Atra's version of your italian dogs would be.
I think they would be called Butter Knife and Flamengo! Butter Knife is not his real name, it's an nickname given by his peers because of how harmless he is. I choose Flamengo because that's the name of Vasco's rival football team here in Brazil, so i thought that was the perfect name :)
Cat Machete was slightly inspired by the Oriental Shorthair cat because of their long noses and thin head shape.
Cat Vasco was inspired by the Scottish Fold cat, because FLOPPY EARS. I gave Flamengo longer ears and orange fur to make him more like his look-alike.
The last doodle is a reference to this ask (https://canisalbus.tumblr.com/post/728923918314946560/me-i-am-machete-ear-fan-number-1-those-ears) and contains the tumblr ask stand-in dog, whose cat version was inspired by the American Curl cat! They have round ears that are slightly floppy outwards.
Final notes: I know cardinal clothes don't come in vibrant blue, but i was ADAMANT on switching Machete's and Vasco's clothing color patterns. I would draw the rest of Butter Knife's and Flamengo's clothes, but i suck at designing cool outfits.
Speaking of outfits, for Machete's iconic void outfit, i figured it would be fun to make it more baggy for Butter Knife, in contrast to Machete's, that looks very tight-fitted. I think it's cute, it kinda looks like a sweater. Also i can't imagine a Machete doppelganger without high heels boots, so those HAD to stay.
Oh, and just to be clear, i'm not like, claiming ownership of these guys or anything. I just thought it would be a fun exercise. Hope you like them!! I love your art and your characters.
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#imagine if Vaschete but CATS and REVERSED -> Butter knife ;_; and Flamengo <3#this ask is from last year and I'm sorry I've allowed it sit in my inbox for so long ´m`#but I've been thinking about it intermittedly#the context was that someone said that somewhere out there existed my mortal enemy (felis atra = black/dark cat)#and they had frenzied cat ocs instead of melancholic dogs#first of all they both look so darling I'm getting radiation poisoning just from looking at them aaaaaa#and the fact you put so much thought and effort into this concept is making me go absolutely rabid#extremely strange seeing Machete with big pupils and Vasco with tiny pinpoints#Butter knife purring like a fluffy jackhammer is instant serotonin I love him#and yes if you turned Machete to a cat he'd probably be something resembling an oriental shorthair#especially one of those really exaggerated ones with giant bat ears and roman nose#and I keep visualizing Vasco as a scottish fold as well but it's kind of giving me sad bad feels personally#I can't look past their painful and debilitating health issues#the same mutation that causes the floppy ears also destroys the cartilage in their joints#it's such a shame because they're a terribly cute and charming breed#and in this case they really do have those similar rounded friendly shapes that Vasco does#if I ever draw them as cats myself I'll probably have to think of some other breed for him even though it would be such a perfect fit#also I think it's funny how you can swap everything else but Machete's heels have to stay :'> don't separate the crinkle and his boots#thank you so much! this was such a cool ask to receive I love how you designed their cat forms#gift art#dingergum#Machete#Vasco#own characters#Vaschete scenarios
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“You took everything from me-!”
#pokemon#kieran#rival kieran#trainer kieran#candyappleshipping#trainer florian#sghr#pokemon sv#tealmaskshipping#art#indigo disk#pokemon scarlet and violet#most average 14 year old drama#IM ILL#if any of u expect cute fluffy sghr from me#actually my ideal sghr is them at each other's throats 👍I’m not immune to toxic yaoi#in fact I am highly susceptible to it#THEYRE MY EVERYTHING 🫶🫶🫶#the rivalry the jealousy the admiration turned obsession of that person who you look up to so much who’s the ideal version of yourself#that person who’s everything you’ve ever wanted to be. who’s so amazing and shines so brightly and#for him to turn around and extend a hand to you. see you as his friend. his equal#maybe you think. you think you can be saved like this. maybe you can be like him too. maybe there’s hope for you yet#if the greatest person in the world thinks you’re worth something. then-#but then- your trust gets shattered .it was hopeless after all.so your love turns to hate and admiration turns to envy and#instead of being a figure to chase after and run side by side with it becomes a goal. an objective. to defeat that person. to prove to him#and prove to yourself too. that you’re not weak not useless .look. I can change too. see? I can be strong too.#I’m so sorry they make me sooo fucking ill and sick and nauseous .icant take it#talk to me abt sghr 💙please pls pls plsplspls#it’s actually. kinda therapeutic to draw kieran getting mad at flor. lol
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No Upside-Down AU
"It's called the Creel House."
Steve groaned. Then groaned again when Dustin produced a binder full of papers, many sticking out at odd angles. He dropped it down on the counter, the thing making an audible "thunk!"
Robin shot a look over her shoulder from where she stood, restocking the kids cartoon aisle.
Steve had a feeling he should have volunteered to do it instead.
"It's Halloween, Steve.” Dustin snarked, rolling his eyes dramatically. “ We're too old to go trick or treating!"
Ah yup, there was that incoming headache, the same one he got whenever Dustin stormed in with a half baked idea.
At least this one didn’t involve tramping around tunnels and stumbling over a pack of feral dogs.
"So you jump right from collecting candy to, what, conducting a fricken seance in a haunted house?" Steve retorted, running a hand through his hair.
A part of him wanted to pull it, but his parents had rid him of that habit long ago.
Dustin scoffed. "We're not conducting a seance.” He said, like that was the stupidest thing he’d ever heard. “We're gonna do science experiments."
"On ghosts!”
“Come on, Steve!” Dustin whined, his voice pitching up in the way it did when he might not get his way. That meant he’d probably already told his poor mother Steve was involved, just like he always did.
Not that Steve couldn’t completely blame him for doing it.
Between Will Byers getting abducted, found, thought dead, and miraculously coming back to life in the morgue, the Starcourt Mall Fire (caused by Russian experiments if you believed the rumors but what Steve personally knew to be about fifteen different OHSA violations) and the damn feral pack of rabid dogs, the parents of Hawkin’s found themselves suddenly needing to keep a much closer eye on their children.
Claudia Henderson was no exception.
(And maybe a part of him liked Claudia. The way she tried so hard to provide for Dustin, making the most she could of his fathers absence.Steve knew they weren’t divorced, but he also never personally met the guy, and well.
At least Claudia was still there.
At least she was trying.)
“Okay. Let’s say I agree to play ghost masters for a night.” Steve said, mispronouncing Ghostbusters on purpose and enjoying the immediately shrieked correction it got him.
“Why on earth would anyone be willing to let a bunch of teenagers into their house for the night?”
It still killed him that the kids were technically teenagers. Had been, for a hot minute.
They were even high school freshmen now and wasn’t that a trip?
Soon one of them (Steve had his bets on Max) was going to start pestering him to learn how to drive and the very thought made him want to get on his knees in front of his Beemer to beg forgiveness.
“I promise we have permission, Steve.” Dustin pleaded, rolling the word promise across his tongue in that whined, over exaggerated way kids forever used against their older siblings.
“We crossed our i’s and dotted our t’s on this one! It’s just an evening in a house, having fun. That’s it.”
Steve sighed, running a hand down his face when Dustin busted out the puppy dog eyes.
“If you assholes--” He started, and winced when Dustin immediately let out a victory cry.
Fists punched the air, Dustin jumping about as he yelled; “Yes! Steve, thank you!”
“I didn’t say I was going to go yet!” Steve yelled after him as Dustin spun about, shouting that he was going to go tell the Party over his shoulder.
Robin snickered at him behind the kid, which Steve immediately caught.
“Don’t laugh too soon Buckley.” He threatened, pointing at her. “You’re coming too.”
“Oh really?” She shot back, as Dustin flew out of Family Video, making a beeline for his bike. “How do you figure you’re going to get me involved in this one?”
“Because you owe me for driving you to that bar in Indianapolis.”
It was a gay bar, one Steve had heard about when one of his father’s shitty secretaries once again forgot to put the phone on hold when “trying” to transfer Steve’s call.
(She had absolutely nothing nice to say about the bar, which was a solid recommendation in and of itself in Steve's book.)
Not that he truly needed the ammunition. Robin was his best friend, and they loved each other-- a sappy little number he would gladly pull out if it meant he didn’t have to herd the brat pack around by himself on Halloween.
Robin sighed dramatically, staring at the ceiling.
“Fuck you Steve, fine.” She huffed, giving in.
“You would never.” He taunted, and then did his own stupid little mimicry of Dustin’s victory dance, just to make her laugh.
Smiled wide when it worked.
At least if things went sideways again, she'd be right by his side.
xXx
“I don't recall the Creel House being a giant mansion on top of a hill.”
Steve said it accusingly, standing at the meeting spot on Halloween, kids in costumes floating about them as they clogged up the sidewalk.
Nancy Wheeler pursed her lips, arms crossing tightly across her chest.
(Steve had no idea how they’d gotten her to come and frankly, hadn’t asked.)
"It's not." She agreed.
Her eyes narrowed, zeroing in on her brother with a look that younger siblings the world over knew by heart. "And that is absolutely not the Creel House."
"We mixed up the names, so what?” Mike waived a hand, as if by doing so he could flick away his sister’s irritation. “It's a haunted house we have permission to hang out in, on Halloween."
“If it’s not the Creel house then how exactly do we know it’s haunted?” Jonathan muttered, hands clutching his camera.
(Steve did know how he got involved, if Nancy was here.
Not that he mentioned that either.)
Steve nodded in agreement, putting his hands on his hips as the kids grouped before them.
"How exactly, did you get permission for us to stay the night again?" Robin huffed, staring up at a place that looked like it came straight out of one of Munson’s horror movies.
“I dunno, Eddie got it.” Lucas said with a shrug, and got a collective groan from the older teens for his efforts.
“I’m not getting arrested again.” Robin said, spinning on her heel to face Steve, eyes wide.
“I know you guys get arrested by the Chief of Police like, every other day, but some of us do actually want to get into college and frankly, the whole experience sucked.”
“Only Steve and Jonathan have been arrested.” Nancy corrected, face now thoroughly pinched in annoyance.
“The rest of us were just detained. That said,” She added quickly, as Mike and Dustin both went to speak at once, “Robin’s right. We learned our lesson from Starcourt, didn’t we? We are not breaking into places we are not meant to be.”
She sounded like she was quoting something.
Knowing Nancy, she probably was.
“Eddie has definitely been arrested.” Robin protested.
Nancy, forever stuck on a technicality, shot her a look. “Not in the incident I know you’re referencing.”
“Yeah, ‘cause he ran.” Lucas grumbled.
“There is no shame in running boys and girls.” The man himself said loudly, leaping out of the bushes to land right in the middle of their little huddle. “Especially from the law.”
“Eddie!” the kids shrieked as one, their annoyance at his prior abandonment immediately replaced by all his little Hellfire Club minions trying to tackle him.
Max and El shared a private look, the only two of the children to not swamp the metalhead, and collapsed into shared giggles.
Freshmen. Steve thought with a groan, as Eddie dramatically fell down, playing out a very overacted death scene. God help us all.
“Harrington, call off your brats!” Eddie howled, the tail end interrupted by a cackle of laughter as Mike and Dustin tickled him.
“We talked about this Munson.” Steve yelled back. “When you rile them up, they’re your kids, not mine, and you get to deal with them.”
“Damn. Down my minions, down!” Eddie tried, and got tickled harder for his efforts.
They all wrestled for a bit more before the boys relented, Mike and Dustin red in the face with laughter while Lucas, their own budding basketball star and thus the only one to even think of exercising, helped up a panting Will.
“Eddie, not that I trust you, because we both know I don’t,” Robin started, as Eddie jumped to his feet. “But how exactly do we have permission to be in that house?”
“I’m wounded Buckley, truly.” Eddie said, a hand going to cover his heart. He staggered backwards, head shaking as though injured. “Here I thought you were one of my best friends.”
Nancy sighed loudly, rolling both her eyes and her head back while Jonathan hid a smile behind his camera.
“You are one of my best friends you asshole,” Robin fired back. “Which is exactly why I don’t trust you! I know you too well!”
Eddie laughed at that. “Fair.” He reached into his pocket, bringing out a set of keys. “I’m house-sitting the place for the weekend.”
“Someone trusted you to watch a house like that?” Nancy said slowly, before being nudged hard by Robin.
She winced. “I mean-”
“I know what you mean, Wheeler.” Eddie said, taking the comment in stride. “It belongs to one of the executives at the plant my uncle works at. Their first house sitter dropped out last minute and they needed someone to watch their dog.”
Here, Eddie made a face. “He has one of those crusty white things that gets seizures or some shit, the guy said his wife wouldn’t go anywhere unless she knew the dog was okay.”
“So you're allowed to be in there then.” Nancy said tartly. “I am sure they wouldn’t appreciate-”
“You are underestimating how last minute this was.” Eddie cut her off with a twirl, keys swinging out so that they flashed dramatically. “He said, and I quote,”
The metalhead’s voice abruptly adopted an accent that sounded like a trucker and an English butler had a weird, upper class baby.
“I don’t care what you do in this house tonight, Munson, as long as you don’t break anything, kill anybody, and clean it up after yourself. And for fucks sake, keep the damn dog alive.”
Taken aback, all Nancy could do was blink.
“This dude sounds awesome.” Dustin said, impressed. The other boys murmured their agreement, once again slowly swarming Eddie.
Like puppies, they were.
Overexcited, hormone ridden, accident prone, trouble finding puppies.
“Pretty sure the guy was implying I could throw a party, so forgive me if I think inviting a bunch of children, their siblings, a bank geek and their overprotective mother” that was aimed at Steve, “over for a night of trying to communicate with the deceased isn't going to be a problem.”
“Like you would throw a party anyways.” Steve snorted, the sound ugly.
“Wow, is this gang up on Eddie night? I could damn well throw a better party than you, Steve Harrington.” Eddie raised his eyebrows, taunting.
King Steve was of course, a boy long left in the past, but a part of him, that competitive part who was very good at keg stands, rose to the challenge.
“Is that so?” He said, standing up from his “mother hen slouch” as Eddie himself called it, to his full height. He took a step forward, made sure it radiated some of that past swagger he’d been so known for. “I’ll take that bet.”
“Can you guys have a pissing match later?” Robin asked, ignoring the way Nancy winced at her choice of words.
“Yeah!” Mike shouted, abruptly snatching the keys from Eddie’s waving hand and ignoring the shorter teen’s outraged “Hey!”
“Come on, let’s go already!” He huffed, racing off.
“Why did that asshole have to grow so tall?” Eddie complained, as the younger teens flew past him. Even Max and El took off, though they at least paused to shrug at Steve with twin smiles before they ran past.
“I seriously hope this really is ok Eddie.” Robin said, worrying her lip anxiously as the older teens started the climb up to the front door, a trek that somehow took two different sets of steep stairs. “I meant it about getting arrested.”
“Chill Robs.” The metalhead assured her, knocking his shoulder into hers as he and Steve flanked her sides, Jonathan and Nancy trailing behind.
“El’s here, so it’s not like good ol’ Chief Hopper doesn’t know what we’re doing.”
“He knew what we were doing last time.”
“No, he knew whatever lie Mike told him so he could sneak El around. That’s why the kid’s on his shit list.” Eddie corrected.
Robin sighed, defeated. “God you can be just as annoying as Nance, you know that?”
“Excuse me?” Nancy said, from behind, eyes popping wide and startelement.
Jonathan hid his chuckle into a cough when she shot him a furious glance but Steve, now two years past being her ex, had no issues letting her see his amusement.
“Sorry Nancy, but she’s not wrong.” He called teasingly. “You gotta get that need to correct people under control.”
Then bolted past his friends as Nancy spat out his full name like a curse, offended, before quickening her pace to catch him.
Laughing, Eddie and Robin took up the chase, leaving Jonathan to shake his head.
“I am not running with this camera!” He yelled at them, cradling his baby and following at a far more sedate pace.
“Your fault if we lock you out!” Steve called back, but the threat was empty.
He and Jonathan had fixed their shit, those same two years ago. They were good now, even close, sometimes.
Not as close as he was to Eddie and Robin, but close enough to hang out with the kids on Halloween and enjoy it.
‘A family.’ Eddie had called it, while he and Steve recovered in the hospital not even six full months ago, from a shenanigan neither of them talked about in front of Robin for fear she’d put them right back in the ER.
‘We found ourselves a proper family. Good for holidays and everything.’
He’d had a stupid little grin on his face when he’d said it.
‘How about next time we don’t almost die finding one.’ Steve had countered, and then grinned smugly when Eddie’s protest just ended up making his injuries hurt.
“You’re both dumb.” Jonathan had said at the time, their sole witness and ride out of there, soft smile he almost never let out on his face.
“Screw you Byers, you were in California for this one!” Steve complained, and well, it had devolved into silly, amusing arguments from there but the point was still the same.
A family they were, the whole lot of them.
xXx
“Oh my god this place is huge.” Robin muttered, spinning about in the entryway.
“That’s capitalism for ya, baby.”
“We should split up, that way we can find the perfect room.” Dustin announced, shuffling his bulging backpack up as it once again tried to drag him to the floor.
“You weren’t serious about the ghost stuff, were you?” Steve groaned.
He didn’t know why he did--Dustin never joked about this kind of shit.
“We have an opportunity, Steven. I’m not wasting it!”
“Fine then. Go run around like a lunatic and find me when you found your stupid perfect room.”
“Weren’t you the one bitching about splitting up last time?” Eddie teased, playfully poking at Dustin’s back and trying to get him off balance.
“Yeah, in an actual situation.” Steve countered, as the kids paired off, Lucas and Mike losing their preferred partners to each other, the girls not looking sorry for it. “Not playing pretend.”
“Is that what we’re doing? Playing pretend?” Eddie moved his head so that for the briefest of seconds, his nose ghosted right past Steve’s cheek.
Steve, more than used to Eddie having no personal space, didn’t even flinch.
“With the whole summoning ghosts bit? Absolutely.” He clarified with his own secretive smile.
Because Munson often spoke in riddles, had dual meanings to every word-and for once Steve had started to catch on.
Had even started to play around back.
It may have taken him a hot minute to do so, but sitting on the knowledge that there was a chance Eddie Munson was actually, seriously, intentionally flirting with him had made the world rearrange itself a bit.
Steve honestly wasn’t certain he was comfortable with what it meant in regards to himself--but he knew he found Eddie hot.
More than that--they were like two halves of something, working and bouncing off each other in a way only those who were very close could.
(“Two halves of a whole idiot.” Robin had said when Steve had first broached the topic.
Steve had licked a finger and stuck it in her ear in retaliation.)
The guy part, Steve found once he’d thought on it, didn’t bother him as much as it once would have. What made him hesitate wasn’t that, or even how quickly his discovery had led to him having fucking wet dreams of Eddie Munson.
No, it was everything else.
Namely, the dad he’d already disappointed, but also all the other crap that came with living in a small town, and being relied upon by a lot of parents as their kids' de facto elder sibling.
If Steve came out, openly came out…
People had been shitty enough to Eddie, in high school. Steve had even been one of those shitty people. He knew how they thought, what they could and would do.
Egging, graffiti, getting your ass kicked in an allyway, and barred from establishments was all just the start of it, for someone who hadn’t even admitted to being gay.
He’d about convinced himself to ignore it. He liked girls anyway, was one of the lucky ones, as Robin loved to put it, whose brain and general being didn’t care too much about his partner’s gender.
“It at least gives you a shot to fall in love with the person you’re “supposed” to.” She’d said, drunk off her ass and wobbly as she made air quotes with her hands.
Steve couldn’t blame her for it. Not now, when he finally understood the consequences of dating that other person.
The one you weren’t supposed to.
Then came that damn bar in Indianapolis. The bartender with the earring who’d shot him an appreciative glance and Steve hadn’t even had to think about it-he’d just, winked.
Ended up with a free drink.
Made out a little at the back of the bar on the guy’s break and sure, it hadn’t gone farther than that but it was enough.
To know.
To want.
How Robin hadn’t caught him on that one was a miracle, but he didn’t want to ruin things. A part of him knew she was graduating soon-her, Nancy, Jonathan and Eddie, if they could finally drag him through Mrs. Click’s class.
They could all move, if they wanted to, after that.
He was happy to follow them wherever they wanted to go, and knew the first three were trying to get into the same colleges. He also knew he wouldn’t have problems dragging Eddie along for the ride.
If anything the guy was itching to get out faster than any of them.
Laughter suddenly rang down the halls, interrupting him from his too loud thoughts.
Steve smiled at it, knowing he damn well couldn’t abandon the kids.
“You alright?” Jonathan asked, his voice too quiet as always, having come up on Steve’s left side.
The guy just didn’t relax anymore unless he was high.
Steve made a mental note to ask Eddie if he’d brought anything after the kids had managed to go to sleep-or at the very least, tire themselves out enough to be corralled in one room. Then the adults could go have their fun.
Something he knew Jonathan desperately needed.
“Yeah, just thinking.” Steve said back.
“I didn’t know you could do that.” Jonathan responded, then cracked a smile when Steve playfully threw his shoulder at him.
“Earth to Harrington!” Eddie called, and Steve blinked, because the guy had suddenly teleported from right near him to across the sprawling entryway entirely. “If you and Johnny Boy are done talking, I say we to go explore the basement. Together.”
Eddie clapped his hands, to emphasize the last word.
Jonathan shook his head, but Steve just sent his friend a conspiratorial wink, before putting on the most harassed sitcom-husband voice he could, yelling back “Coming, honey!”
Eddie, who had started to turn, almost tripped at the words, long legs tangling together and getting an honest to god laugh out of Jonathan.
Steve snickered right along with him, before trotting over to save his idiot friend from himself.
“Come on Munson, let’s go be the stupid people who die first in all the horror movies.” He said, opening the door and trotting down the rickety, wooden steps.
A pressure at his back, Munson crowding him as he followed.
“If we wanna be the people who die first, then we have to sneak away to have sex.” Eddie murmured, hair ticking the back of Steve’s neck.
Steve grinned as the sound of the basement door swinging shut followed.
The sudden silence and lack of light was just the courage he needed to blurt out, “Well if that’s on the table, then I’d absolutely rather die like that.”
The breath Eddie sucked in was a high he could ride for days, Steve decided, as he carefully made it to the bottom of the stairs. went about feeling for the lights.
Being flirted with by Eddie was one thing but flirting back?
Steve had never been on a better power trip.
#scooby doo where are you vibes#slice of life#steddie#pre steddie#actual steddie though#look at me go#this is just some cute little halloween bit#maybe tbc#we shall see#eddie munson#steve harrington#the party#found family#theyre all soft and cute#I just wanted something kinda fluffy and fun for halloween#little bit of pining#a lot of flirting#no upside down#0o0 fanfics#stranger things#robin buckley#idiots in love
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something something soap helping ghost with personal hygiene when he cant take care of himself something something
(i am projecting)
soap can always tell when ghost’s mental state is getting bad again. ghost doesn’t act any different or become less attentive. his sleeping habits don’t change—which, it’s not like they’ve ever been stable in the first place.
it’s ghost’s mask that’s always the warning sign.
when they’re alone together, holed up in their barracks or off back at home, ghost takes the mask off. at least, he normally does. when the mask stays on more, soap knows something is wrong.
like usual, it all comes into clarity after ghost has a nightmare. soap blinks the sleep out of his eyes to see ghost hunched over the side of the bed. he can see the tense lines in ghost’s posture even in the dim lighting of their room.
soap can see the mask too.
after a little convincing—and a lot of crushing ghost with his full body weight until ghost stopped shaking—soap leads ghost to the bathroom. the process starts off slow. soap peels off ghost’s mask, whispering gentle assurances and caressing his skin with soft strokes along the way.
he’ll draw ghost a bath and help him get settled in and spend how ever long ghost needs pampering him. he’ll wash ghost’s hair and make sure the conditioner stays in long enough to have affect. while the conditioner does it’s job in ghost’s short shaven curls, soap will use his hands to wash ghost’s body.
there’s nothing sexual about this intimacy of theirs. it’s trust in it’s purest form. here in this space they’ve curated, they can relax and trust the other will watch over them. and right now, soap watches over ghost.
once soap gets ghost rinsed off, he’ll help him out of the tub and find the fuzziest towel he can. even when ghost insists he can do it himself soap will take his time drying ghost off.
by now, ghost knows the routine. he wraps the towel around his waist and sits on the toilet lid. soap spends his time rubbing moisturizer into ghost’s skin, hands gentle but firm as they rub into sore muscles.
when soap reaches ghost’s face, soap puts the most attention into cleansing the acned skin. unscented moisturizer with vitamin e goes on the scars with all the care soap’s body can achieve. after that, he puts heart shaped acne patches onto every irritated bump, and leaves light kisses everywhere there’s not.
soap then combs out ghost’s hair and puts a leave in spray in it, just to keep the curls from drying out too quick. by this time, ghost’s eyes are fully closed and his face will be pressed against soap’s abdomen. soap will cradle ghost’s head and continue running his hands through the damp curls.
only when ghost asks to go back to bed will they move. until then, soap’s satisfied to stay here and hold ghost together.
#ohemgee i write something cute and fluffy for once?#also this was very fun thank you for the ask <3#ghoap#soapghost#ghostsoap#ghost x soap#john soap mactavish#soap x ghost#simon ghost riley#soap cod#soap call of duty#ghost cod#ghoap drabble#ghoap fluff#cod mw#call of duty modern warfare#ear’s lovely asks#ear’s drabbles
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doodles of my fav sillies
anton belongs to @poicyss
#my brain is a barbie dreamhouse and theyre all just living in it#im especially fond of the second one because my mom used to hold me like that all the time <3#im drawing them a lot lately because im being crushed by the horrors and have to compensate for it somehow#homemade comfort blorbos......#watch me draw anton inconsistently bc i can never decide if i wanna draw him close to how he actually looks#or yassify him and give him soft fluffy hair and kind eyes and defined features. head in my hands#i dont really have a lot of drawing ideas for them bc they dont have like. a canon storyline or anything methinks#its just stuff me and bow toss around and giggle abt thru messages lol. maybe ill draw infant vincent one of these days#i just come up with stuff and draw them doing it. it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside#cuz like anton works for lobocorp as an abnormality BUT hes super duper chill and cute and does his funny little tasks so its fine#AND hes unkillable. auggie is an oc ive had since like 6th grade and i smushed them together. and vincent was for fun but i got attached#i dont have much of a read on anton either bc i think hes meant to be more of an insert character??? if im using that right#on one hand i dont think too hard abt anything being ooc since im not taking it seriously. on the other hand i just hold them in my hands#and stare into space until i can come up with something to draw since i dont have much to go off of. but its fun to build on small tidbits!#i think bow called it an au so i guess??? its an au????? im not really sure. bow if youre reading this im just willy nilly#the only thing i know for sure is that they boink like rabbits. im talking gomez and morticia levels of boinking#maybe ill go back and look at my old doodles for them and redraw em lol#myart#my art#my oc#oc#friend oc#augusta#anton#vincent#sillies family#doodles
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“Why did you pick a turtle?”
“Okay but a turtle tho? That’s gotta be embarrassing”
“I though you could only be a fox or a wolf but a TURTLE??”
“So you want to have slimy skin instead of fur? That’s actually gross”
All of these things were said to me by other alterhumans
#there’s alterhumans that are bugs reptiles fish and things that aren’t fluffy and cute#that doesn’t make our identity fake or something ‘gross’#we’re all gross freaks to the outside world#otherkin#therian#otherkinity#alterhuman#nonhuman#alterhumanity#otherkin community#aquatic kin#turtle therian
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Xavier is an extremely jealous person, as you’ve seen countless times- especially when Lumiere is brought up. Wanting you to praise nobody but himself- not even your other coworkers or actors on TV. Wanting your eyes and heart to see him and him alone
Swooping to your side every time some potentially strange man approaches you, even if they were just trying to get directions. It warms your heart every single time. You always feel safe with him around, knowing your very own prince charming is there for you at all times
He will never admit why he particularly dislikes any positivity for Lumiere- sure it’s actually him under the mask, but at the same time they're nothing alike. Lumiere is up on a pedestal being the perfect hero. How can he possibly hold a candle to that? Especially when the him of today is the only version of him that you know
You love seeing the fun expressions he makes and swoon every time you see the affection in his eyes, and he loves to hear you say sweet nothings to him with the goofiest smile on your face. There's no way either of could second guess your feelings for one another, but that won’t stop the jealousy from him or the lighthearted teasing from you
He yearns for the day you can remember the him of yesteryear- from when you first got tangled up in fate and he lost you for the first time. Every time you call his name his heart sings just like back then, and he will hold on to every bit of that time he possibly can even if neither of you are the same person anymore
#love and deepspace#xavier#xavier lads#xavier l&ds#xavier love and deepspace#happy xavier story branch release xoxo#i still havent finished all of the lumiere myth i havent gotten a chance to level them fully so hopefully i didnt fuck up that lil part 🙏#also this ended up slightly more angsty than i originally though LMAO i was aiming for something more fluffy#went from it being cute that hes jealous a lot and ended up with him being insecure whoops#idoruwrite
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