#they just hug him
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why did he do that to me? part 2 of this :3
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pianokantzart · 11 months ago
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A little obsessed with the "utterly burnt out & can't quite figure out how to make it work in this economy" depiction of Mario in the concept art.
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Look at him. He's so tired.
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demigods-posts · 4 months ago
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currently obsessed with the idea of everyone viewing percy as a forced to never be messed with. for the sea is unpredictable and does not like to be restrained and all that jazz. except, frank and hazel. who only see him as just a little guy. a soldier left to his own devices out on the streets with nothing to comfort him but a panda pillow pet and a lingering memory of a girl he loves. he's just a little guy you guys.
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massiveladycat · 5 months ago
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leo shouldve learned how to cope with his trauma and his need for validation instead of rick slapping a girlfriend on him and calling it a day. in this essay i will-
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mirykka · 8 months ago
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the mad sorcerer
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shushmal · 4 months ago
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Let it be known that Steve has zero problem with Eddie. Like, negative problems. So little problem that it kinda turns itself inside out and becomes a DIFFERENT problem. But, not like, a problem problem. Just a teeny tiny little maybe issue. Maybe. Whatever.
Anyways, Eddie's a hugger.
And, like Steve said, it's not a problem. Except that it kind of is.
"Oh, dude," Robin had said when he'd told her as much, and stared at him with this incredibly pained look in her eyes. "You have so many issues." And after that, he gets daily a Robin hug.
Which is great. But doesn't solve his not-problem with Eddie hugs.
Well, in a way, it does. Regular Robin hugs means that Steve isn't freezing up and freaking out when he gets an Eddie hug. Steve's really glad for that, because he'd been terrified that he was going to make Eddie think that Steve hated the Eddie hugs.
Which would be awful, because Steve kinda sorta maybe absolutely would-die-for the Eddie hugs. Steve loves the Eddie hugs, okay? Eddie should be hugging Steve all the time, actually.
He does, too. It's kind of awesome. Steve waives a late fee? Eddie's clamoring over the counter to hug him. Steve picks up the nerds from their nerd jail game? Eddie's half way through his window, hugging Steve's head. Steve brought pizza to movie night? Eddie gets his arms around Steve's waist and sighs happily into Steve's neck. It's pretty great.
It's the best thing ever.
And Steve knows logically that he's not special. Eddie's usually draped over someone for extended periods of time until he get's swatted off. He hugs everyone. Steve's not special. He does have to tell himself that a lot.
"Oh, dingus," Robin had sighed when he'd told her as much. Her look this time was a lot less pained and more exasperated. "So many issues." And he was rewarded with two Robin hugs that day.
Anyways, Steve has to remind himself all the time that he's not special. So it comes as a little tiny sorta maybe surprise when Eddie one night wraps Steve in his arms, sighing all happy and contented like he usually does, and says, "You're my favorite, Harrington. You give the best hugs."
And then he presses a kiss to Steve's cheek.
And a lot of things go through Steve's head in that moment. He doesn't have a clue what any of it is, but it all scrolls by like the Star Wars intro on too much sugar and too hard to read. Still, he arrives at the correct conclusion anyways.
"Oh," Steve says, before Eddie's lips have really left his cheek. "I'm in love with you."
Eddie reels back, his hands still on Steve's shoulders, big brown eyes now bigger than ever. Steve watches as his face goes pink, and pinker, and then bright red.
"Huh?!" It's a really ugly sound that Eddie makes, and Steve bites his lip to keep from laughing. It's cute.
"Yeah," Steve says. "I'm in love with you."
"... What?!"
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nothingbizzare · 15 days ago
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Learn to be kind to yourself
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chloesimaginationthings · 9 months ago
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FNAF Circus baby or not, she’s still Michael’s little sister,,
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sadmages · 1 year ago
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In my mind palace my tav and Astarion are playing the exact same game of 5D chess and they don't realize it yet
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soyochii · 1 year ago
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Quick doodles before I evaporate.
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fantastic-nonsense · 2 months ago
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insane how Red Robin is "the loner Tim Drake book" when he had friends and family just popping out of the woodwork like daisies asking him to come home and enjoy hugs like he used to 😭
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keferon · 3 months ago
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THIS FUCKING MOMENT
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weevmo · 11 months ago
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Love is patient, love is kind...
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kelin-is-writing · 3 months ago
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WORLD STOP—!!! EVERYONE!!! WE GOT NEW BLACK HAIR DABI CONTENT!!! MISSED HIM SO MUCH PLEASE 😭🖤
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d4rk-x-w0lf-17 · 6 months ago
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PLEASE YOUR HONOR HES JUST A FUCKING BABY
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dclovesdanny · 1 month ago
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Dcxdp
Biofam 5/5
Waylon always missed his little brother. Over the years, he used his memories of little Jack to keep going and trying to get better. Waylon would do anything to see his brother again, but gave up hope on that after mom abandoned him and told him how he was only Jack’s half brother and how she didn’t want him corrupting her good son.
Jack would never forget his big brother. His mom tried, but he wouldn’t forget. Even after she lost custody of him, and he ended up being adopted by the Fentons, he still looked for his big brother, and made sure to tell his kids all about him.
Jazz was only supposed to be touring her college campus, but the minute she saw the giant of a man hiding in the alley, she knew her day was about to get a whole lot crazier.
Waylon was sitting and taking a breather when footsteps approached. He looked up, ready to start running, but was startled to see a girl with red hair and his brother’s eyes smiling awkwardly at him.
“So, this is awkward, but is your name Waylon?”
He slowly nodded, and she smiled.
“Dad talks about you a lot. He’s going to be so excited to see you, I better make sure mom is driving.” She pulls out her phone and clicks on a contact before he can respond.
“What’s up, Jazzypants?”
He knew that voice. It was more mature and deeper than the last time he had heard it, but he knew his little brother’s voice.
“Jack?”
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