#ten days later I ended up with this

[spacepunksupreme]

Thinking about how in Can’t Stand Losing You by the Police and the solo Sting song Seven Days, there is mention of a 6’10” man who will do harm to the singer if he doesn’t stop fooling around with a certain girl.

Who is this mysterious near-7-foot bastard who almost beat Sting up twice between 1978 and 1993?

[sluttyten]

I saw a TikTok last night about how to get resonance albums cheaper at target and now I really want to go to target and buy one of the last few copies my store has even though I’ve already got a copy (but I still need Kun’s card from the Arrival version so I want to see if I could possibly have the luck of pulling it, or at least then I’d pull a card I could trade, which seems equally as unlikely tbh)

[iamthepulta]

Balancing Westlie’s trauma and Morgan’s trauma is the greatest gift I ever gave myself. It’s so much fun. I also feel like I haven’t seen this specific brand anywhere, so any instance where they interact with people- Ex. Westlie walks up to a person to ask for something, it’s easy to describe that hesitation of ‘oh god, I’m bothering them. I’m a bother. I don’t know what to say. What are words? How do I function. Do they like me? Do they hate me? They’ll decline my request. What’s my backup plan? How can I make sure they’ll give it to me? I’ll be as nice as possible but then I have THE HAMMER. Yes, I’ll bring down the hammer on them. They’ll have to do what I say then. I am strong I can do this.’

And it just comes out where she stiffly asks the other person for a mango and they say ‘yeah, here’ and she walks away.

‘YES. ANOTHER TASK SUCCESSFULLY ACCOMPLISHED. I AM A REAL ADULT. I AM FUNCTIONAL. I HAVE NO TRAUMA.’

[sapphic-bifrost]

hello people, february 14 is coming up so here’s a reminder for anyone who’ll be feeling particularly lonely this time around:

you deserve a love that you can feel. you deserve a love that is present and loud, even if its just in the little ways. you deserve a love that gives you space to make mistakes and fall short and not be able to give 100% all the time. you deserve a love that you dont have to fight to believe in. you deserve a love that is not heavy. you deserve a love that makes you feel loved more than it makes you feel lonely. you deserve a love that doesn’t hurt.

[ratcandy]

you know what. revising the plan for ns yet again and I've decided screw it. 'M not going to upload chapters as they're finished anymore I'll probably write a few at a time so pacing seems okay, then start letting ones out on a schedule of some sort. I need to get like. At least half of this thing written to make sure everything is in order and feels right. because man this thing is a bitch to plan properly. Authentic character development for an asshole character that actually did bad things do be makin me struggle a lil bit

[nosyhuman]

me: i wonder why ppl haven't tried to join my world in genshin 🤔

me, remembering that i lately switched my avatar back to kaeya from kazuha: surely that's not it? ಥ‿ಥ

— it's not that i really want ppl joining atm but uh like... i see how it is! also, the last join request i got was from a klee main and i've a feeling i know why 😂

[mad-madam-m]

Me @ the Avalon World Tour arc

[louislyrics]

x

[floralbfs]

oh boy my queue is totally empty now

[an-annyeoing-writer]

So like I was ready to pull an all-nighter today since I was in a very difficult situation when it came to classes I have tomorrow (like homework and such), so i drank coffee, first time in weeks, and then like half hour later our uni released info that due to Coronavirus all our classes are cancelled. So like. I’m gonna spend all night unable to sleep and doing nothing.

[bbeelzemon]

did 7 or so pages tonight.... heres hoping the rest of arc 2 goes as smoothly as the first third of it did

[unproduciblesmackdown]

i was like uhhh what’s that one really intense and threatening totheark video but i think i’m like, mashing two together in my head or something. anyways i think for me the winner’s still Admission. i think. come back and tell me if it’s not the one i’m thinking of. also probably i’m like, thinking of tta-esque moments in mh videos like entry “tim’s big day,” and i don’t mean entry 35, or ones where anyone dies or gets their house burned down. i should do like, a top ten marble hornets moments list because it’s october, and because everyone else has shit taste and can’t be trusted to rec something like this for shit. mh epic fails, alex kralie cringe compilation

[my-special-sim]

okay I finally got ideas for my game and my laptop don't let me play it?? I'm trying the last two days to play but when my game is finishing loading my laptop turns off by itself, like what??? I tried to load a new cas wolrd save but it shut off again o(╥﹏╥)

[viitavirginia]

lorelai gilmore please adopt me

[rhinequeen]

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[sweetsbfreex]

drunk and obsessed

Summary: a little something about a drunk steve. in the mafia steve universe

Pairing: drunk!mafia! steve rogers x reader

Warning: none rlly

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“Baby, baby,” you giggle, a bit tipsy, as you try your hardest to fit the key into the door's lock. “I can’t open the door with you all over me.”

You laugh once more when Steve begins kissing your neck once again. His trimmed beard tickles your neck. 

On the other hand, Steve had a bit too much to drink. And that's all your doing. 

You know he feels he can never have too much to drink at these events, especially with you there. The events are filled with some of the most inimical people worldwide. So he always wants to be on his A-game for you. But that’s what body guards are for, you had argued. Pushing for him to have the time of his life with some of his friends.

Now here he was: drunk and his body cradling yours, as the two of you struggle to get in the house. 

“I just love you, baby,” his words slur as he kisses your cheek. 

“I love you too,” You tell him, so close to getting the fucking key to fit. 

“I can’t wait to get you inside,” his voice rich and husky as he seals his promise. 

“Baby, I don’t even think you could get it up right now.”

“Woah, woah, woah,” Steve removes himself as your shell, both arms up in defense while he takes a few steps back.  

When your senses finally catch up that he’s no longer hovering over you. You quickly turn, just stopping him before he tumbles down the step. 

You hold both his hands, then let one go to grab the side of this face, “Honey, your drunk off your ass right now—“

“I am not! You just called my game weak,”

“That’s not what I said, but I need you to stand silently so I can open the door, okay?”

“Okay, pretty” he answers, landing a soft peck on your lips.

You smile as you finally open the door, reaching behind you to clasp Steve’s hand so you can pull him in. 

You close the door behind him, toeing your shoes off, giggling when he has trouble with his. But five ‘fucks’ later, he finally gets it done. 

“Woooo!!” Steve shoots his hand up in a v, as if his team just won the super bowl. 

You’re quick to drop his arms back down to his sides, “Shhh, baby. You’re screaming.”

“I am?! I’m sorry,” his hands cup your cheeks as he pulls you for yet another kiss. 

“Honey,” you laugh into his sloppy kiss. “Let’s go to bed, hm? And get some water into you.”

“I don’t wanna do bed,” he whines. “I wanna do you,” he smirks, moving one hand to grip your hip.

“Tomorrow, okay? I’m really tired.” You feign a dramatic yawn. 

“You are? Okay, that’s okay, okay?” he kisses your nose this time. 

Drunk sex isn’t something that hasn’t been checked off your and Steve’s list. But Steve is sloshed and can barely walk straight, so sex would not be on the menu for tonight. 

“Let’s head up.” You wrap his arm over your shoulder, walking up the steps carefully. 

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He’s sitting at the end of the bed, his coat beside him, as you unbutton his dress shirt. You would’ve let him do it himself, but he was struggling with his lack of hand-eye coordination. Playfully slapping your hand every time your hands got close to his shirt. Giggling and joking that there would be no sexy times. That was until he had made you oath you’d keep your hands innocent. 

Ever your affectionate, drunk lover. 

“Are you sure you feel alright? Don't need to throw up or anything?” You ask Steve once again. 

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he tells you then takes another swig of water.

It only takes ten minutes until he’s in his sweatpants, with no boxers (under his request). You’re changed and ready for bed, tired out from an eventful day. Steve’s favorite movie playing in the background. 

Steve cuddles up close, half his brawny body on yours, his leg splayed over yours, and his head nestled on your chest. 

Your fingers run through his hair soothingly. 

“Y/n?”

You hum a response.

“Thank you for taking care of me, I love you too,” 

“I love you too.” you laugh breathily at his mistake. 

A comfortable pause ensues. 

“Y/n?” His hand shimmies under your t-shirt, to caress your soft skin. 

“Yes, honey,” you can’t help but laugh at the way he calls for your attention. You don’t think you’ve heard your actual name from his mouth so consistently. 

“I think I wanna— I know I want to start trying soon. I wanna be a dad, a good dad.”

Your hand stills.

“What?” Your voice is quiet and relayed with shock. Your heart no longer in your chest. 

He wants to try. The two of you tied the knot two months ago. However, talk of whether you guys wanted to start a family or not was shut down by Steve every time. You never wanted to push, but you also wanted to know what to expect. 

Either way, He was adamant that he wasn’t ready. There was no way he could raise a baby to be half a decent human being with his trauma lingering in the shadows, among other things

He sits up abruptly, “I know, I know. I’m not sober, but I’m not lying either. I’m ready, honey… if you are.” He grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles.

“Okay,” you smile, “If you remember, we’ll continue this conversation tomorrow?”

“Okay.” He kisses your cheek before cuddling into you once again. “I wanna be the perfect dad, y/n. The best.”

“You will be.” 

You tell him sweetly, your eyes stinging as you run your fingers through his hair once more. 

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a/n: srry it's been so long, college keeps me busy 24/7! here's this as i try and finish binky fairy pt. 2

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