#thank you noa i love stede fussy posting
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not to keep fussy stede posting in your inbox but if you're still looking for minific prompts or something, stede getting fussy and upset, and ed gently teasing him and then helping him feel better? bonus points for stede stamping his foot and pouting adorably <3
"Babe," Ed sighed, watching from the doorway as Stede groaned loudly at their cabinets, "I told you you'd fuss if we got that rack."
"I'm not fussing," Stede snapped over his shoulder, growling under his breath as he switched a couple mugs around in their new display rack again. "I just want this to look nice -"
"They're mugs. They look fine."
"But this one's part of the dish set, and that one's not, and this one's sentimental so it really needs a better spot -"
"You're fussing," Ed interrupted gently.
"I'm not fussing!" Stede actually stomped his foot, turning to glare at Ed. "Forgive me for wanting our home to look nice! Edward!"
"Aww, sweet," Ed sighed, reaching out, smiling in relief when Stede automatically let himself lean into Ed's touch. "Is this because the kids are coming this weekend?"
"Everything needs to be perfect," Stede groaned, allowing his head to fall onto Ed's shoulder.
"Stede, babe, love of my life," Ed said, as gently as possible, "the kids are not going to care about the presentation of our mugs. Besides, we drink out of these, so it's not like the order's going to stay the same anyway, because we're gonna be using them and putting them back in, right?"
"I guess," Stede said, raising his head, pouting so impressively that Ed just had to kiss his lower lip. "I'm sorry, Ed, I know this is stupid, I don't know how you put up with me -"
"Not like it's hard. I think it's cute when you're fussy."
Stede's pout promptly transformed into a bitchy little huff. "I'm not fussy."
"Uh-huh. Not at all. Not my fussy little cheesepuff."
"What kind of pet name is that?" Stede snorted, finally giving Ed a proper smile. "You're lucky I don't tease you for the way you whine when we have to stop cuddling. My snuggly little teddy bear."
Ed pretended to let his face fall in mock horror. "Aww, you bastard, you're not playing fair."
Stede laughed, kissing Ed's cheek. "C'mon, now, Ed. Don't fuss."
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