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wow hes so interesting! 😃
#qsmp#qsmp fanart#q!foolish#my art#foolish#hes such a weird little freak (affectionate)#q!tina#q!bagi
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The latest Family Video customer is barely through the door before Eddie explodes, "Ugh, Tyler."
Beside him, Steve scoffs in agreement, nose wrinkled with distaste. He's so hot. "Yeah, exactly, uugh."
"That should be his middle name. Ugh," Robin chimes in. Eddie's so glad they're in agreement about the bleach-spiked punk guy that graduated three years ago but is still bumming around Hawkins. "Steve, I can't believe you dated that guy."
Seriously, Tyler is the worst— Wait, what—?
"Wait," Eddie says, gaping at Robin. "What?"
"You could barely call it dating," Steve huffs.
"You were together for a month and a half," Robin says. She's got this evil grin on her face and is pointedly not looking at Eddie who is very desperate for Robin to look at him right now, please. "You drove that bum to Indy every weekend. He broke up with you on Valentine's day."
Eddie's weak "Tyler? Tyler Teaks?" gets completely ignored.
"I—" Steve says with haughty emphasis. "—broke up with him on Valentine's day. Don't get it twisted, Buckley."
Robin snorts and finally glances at Eddie. "Steve only broke up with him because the guy blew him off. On Valentine's Day. Which is basically getting broken up with," she tells him, and ignores it when Eddie whimpers at her.
"Yeah, but I'm the one to ended it!" Steve insits.
Eddie, finally, finds his voice, and says, "Tyler Teaks?! Harrington!"
"Ugh," Steve says, slumping against the counter. "I know." He cuts a glare over at Eddie after a moment. "I blame you for this."
"Me?!" Eddie shrieks, incredulous. He's pretty sure he's stepped into another parallel world. Perpendicular world? A world where Steve apparently dates guys—and guys like Tyler Teaks, no less. Eddie's sure he's gone completely batshit insane. "What the hell did I do?!"
Steve stands, cocking his hip the side, and looks down his handsome nose at Eddie. "You wouldn't be my New Year's kiss at Tina's party," he says. "So I had to settle for Tyler Teaks instead."
"What the fuck?" Eddie says, completely lost. "What—? You—? Tina—? KISS—?!"
Beside them, Robin is grinning, laughing, eyes going back and forth between them, munching on a stolen back of skittles—her own personal dramedy on stage before her.
"Yep," Steve says, popping the P. He looks distinctly bitter. "Pulled my best moves on you, and you turned me down."
"Steve," Eddie breathes. He reaches out, places both hands on Steve's shoulders, intent. The eye contact he forces Steve into is desperate. "I don't even remember getting to Tina's New Year's Party." He takes a deep breath. "I woke up in her mom's pantry the next morning with no shoes and no memory of how I got there."
Finally, Steve cracks, a big smile stretching his face. Robin cackles. "Yeah, I kind of figured as much," Steve sighs, wistful now. "You told me, and I quote, 'Steve Harrington, you are very beautiful and I want to have a summer wedding because you'd look beautiful-er with sunflowers'—"
"Don't forget the 'you look so hot in that sweater' part."
"—'But actually, I am a very straight man. So very super straight.' And then you crouched down on the floor and crawled away." Steve is biting his lip now to keep from laughing. Robin is not so nice. "Like I couldn't see you, and the handkerchief flagging in your pocket."
"Oh my god."
"Don't worry, it was really cute," Steve says, grinning. "But, I still needed a New Year's kiss, and unfortunately for everyone involved, Tyler was my only willing choice."
"Oh my god."
"Totally duped me though, he was super sweet the entire night," Steve sighs. His mouth is twisted into genuine regret now. "Plus, the next week, you acted like you'd never spoken to me before, so—"
"OH MY GOD."
Steve and Robin give him twin grimaces. Robin's is a lot more sympathetic. Steve's is confused. "Listen, man," Steve tries to soothe. "I'm sure that's pretty embarrassing, but it was a cute story! No hard feelings, I promise."
Robin's sympathetic grimace deepens.
"No," Eddie says, standing up straight. "I refuse. There is no way I turned down Steve Harrington for a New Year's kiss. There is no way."
"Wait—"
"Eddie, where—"
Eddie marches for the door, digging his keys out of his pockets. "Good-bye friends, I must go see a supergirl about time travel."
#stranger things#steddie#steddie fic#eddie circa jan. 31 1986 at midnight after seeing steve making out with the actual devil (the punk guy he hates):#“i must forget this immediately” and drinks an entire bottle of vodka#he unfortunately does not get to time travel back and fix his sins (or drown his stupid former self in Tina's hottub)#steve needs to stop going to tina's parties :|#this came to me in the shower#i was possessed by the steddie shower demon#shush mal#my steddies
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#disclaimer!!! i love richie with my whole heart#and he is very beautiful to me#the bear season 3#the bear text posts#the bear memes#the bear#the bear fx#natalie berzatto#richie jerimovich#marcus brooks#carmen berzatto#sydney adamu#neil fak#tina marrero#ebraheim the bear
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So I currently have food poisoning and I can’t help but it think how mad Carmy would be if a restaurant gave his gf/wife food poisoning
Also Carmy come take care of me and make me soup plz 🙇♀️😫
Plus he would give the best snuggles 😭
firstly, sending lots of love and recovery, i've never actually had fp lmao so a lot of time on webmd will be spent. get ur fluids in! secondly, carmen might have to go underground for setting the restaurant on fire. we love him for it
summary: You were hungry and had just finished work and you didn't think about inspecting the goddamn Michelin star restaurant, maybe you should have.
warnings; cursing, food poisoning, richie (he's a warning), hipsters, talks of future arsony, possessive carmen, cracked fic ngl,
divider by @firefly-graphics
i'm slipping back into the unsafe territory of wanting fictional characters. (and i don't care)
You could roll your eyes in annoyance if you weren't hunched over the ceramic bowl of the toilet heaving out the contents of your stomach while Carmen held you hair back.
The one time, the one goddamn time you decide to try a new place without Carmen's input, without his meticulous standards and in depth research behind every night out.
It wasn't like you hadn't tried to vet the new braised beef spot that opened up on west Avenue. In fact, you had heard all but stellar reviews from friends and family, meeting you with suprise hearing that Carmen hadn't taken you. You decided to bring home a small plate, their signature braised meat with plums, red onions and atrichocke hearts.
You had meant to share it with Carmen, and you were going to, but a botched catering order had him staying back another hour than what had been planned. And well..you say you tried to save some for Carmen, but despite its bacteria laced beef and vomit inducing sides it was pretty fuckin' good.
Was this God's wrath coming down upon you? Punishing you for your gluttony? Food poisoning did feel awfully close to perpetual hellfire.
The TV was blaring some indescriptive show, the kind with dramatic introductions and soap opera worthy screams. It helped fill the space of absence when Carmen worked long nights, and you felt quite comfortable wrapped up in a blanket with a full stomach and a warm sofa.
Your phone had pinged with the sound of Carmen's text, letting you know he was on the way when it started. At first you had written it off as mere indigestion, probably from shoveling the cursed meal into your mouth too quickly.
Then, around the time the show's main character had found out her boyfriend got her mother pregnant, the nausea set in. Swirling aches that felt like a whirlpool in your stomach had taken over, sloshing and swirling and never leaving. You couldn't mistake it, as you tried to swallow past a dry throat and the creeping sweats of a headache inducing fever began to ravage your body.
You hated sitting in discomfort, it wasn't as though you were afraid of vomiting no, you just could not bare to feel the way your stomach skipped and jumped with every wave of nausea that took over.
You thought of making yourself sick, but shook your head when the alarming disapproval of Carmen's voice loomed over.
"It's just gonna make it worse, you gotta sit with it till it passes"
Fuck him and his medical knowledge. What did he know?
You had ripped off the blanket that had once felt comforting, peeling of layers of clothing that stuck to your body like a second skin. You just felt hot, so hot, is anyone else feeling this heat? You try to move from the couch to reach your phone, but the sudden movement has nausea bubbling up your throat.
You fall to the ground in a heap, hand clasped around your mouth to stop the possibility of projectile vomiting on the rug you had just bought and shoot your hand up to reach for your phone.
You press Carmen's number, begging him to answer you in genuine crisis rather than when you were drunk with friends and missed him. You feel the urge to heave and crawl quickly to the bathroom, phone clasped in hand and suddenly desperately needed his medical knowledge.
Carmen phone rings from the behind the stack of documents in the office, and he hastily wipes his hands across his apron before trying to reach it before it rings out.
Guilt fills his stomach at the thought of you, he was meant to be home hours ago. The catering order needed a few extra hands to help, and once Carmen began he got lost in it, and now you had spent nearly the entire night alone.
"Fuck- Hey baby, I know I said I was comin' but I had to finish a couple things-" Carmen quickly responds as he swipes the call button.
The groan of pain that responds has Carmen freezing in the middle of the kitchen.
"Baby? What-, are you okay?" Carmen replies quickly, his voice going short as his mind turns every possible scenario that had you whining in pain over the receiver.
"Please come quickly, Carmen I think I might-" You gulp and make a retching sound "I think I got sick from that place I was telling you about" You plead out, breathing heavily into the speaker.
The guilt that had filled Carmen seems to morph into an anger that rushes up his chest as he shakes his head.
"The new place? The one with the fuckin' smoke meat? They did this?"
"Mhm" You mumble "I should've just listened to you" You groan out in sadness.
"Fucking idiots. How the fuck did they even? Okay, okay honey just gimme a second yeah?"
How did he let this happen? Carmen has half the mind to stop at the restaurant that more of a Instagram attraction that a respected place of business. You were so eager and excited t try it, Carmen had his own thoughts but would glue his mouth shut if it meant making you happy.
He'll make sure they get shut down, or at least black listed from Chicago as long as he's concerned. His hands shake with the eager want for the fight, to smash someones jaw for resorting you to a heap of tears and sick. He would, he knows he will, but at this moment he needed to take care of your first.
He mumbles out a rushed reply, phone between his shoulder and ear as he slips out of his work shoes and into his sneakers. He thinks for a moment to grab his things but immediately shut that thought out when he hears you groaning into the phone.
"Just stay on the phone okay? I'm coming now, I need to get you some things alright?"
You let out what you hope is a reply, hunched over the toilet.
Carmen rushes to the store fridge, grabbing containers of soup Tina had prepared for family as the Chicago winter was getting close.
"You alright kid?" Richie mumbles, walking into the kitchen entry way, scratching his stomach as he watched Carmen's erratic movements around the store.
"Fuckin-, she's sick. And I'm here chopping up tomatoes for fucking Guy while she was in pain for god knows how long-"
"Woah, Bugs sick? We talking COVID or.."
"I'm such a fucking idiot. No it's not COVID Rich, Jesus Christ. Some rookie new spot trying something outside of their abilities gave her food poisoning. Fuckin' hipsters"
"Oh that's bad. You know when I got food poisoning the one time I took Tiff to this romantic getaway. Had me projectile vomiting in the AirBnb bathroom. Couldn't even get a deposit back, had to pay some dumb ass cleaning fee-"
Carmen wipes a hand across his face shaking his head. He was already pent up, he might throw a pan at Richie if he doesn't stop talking.
"Richie, I don't have time for this, I need to get her some Sprite or"
Richie shuffles across to the cupboard near the back of the house, grabbing bottles of Gatorade and a pack of saltine crackers.
"How do you even have this stuff lying around"
"You're the one with the inhuman alcohol tolerance Carmy, someone of us actually have hangovers you freak" Richie retorts
"Yeah yeah, thanks. Fuck- I gotta" Carmen replies, to which Richie nods.
"Go. I'll wrap up anything here" Richie replies, understanding in his voice. You took precedence over pretty much everything in Carmen's life.
"And Carm?"
"Yeah?" Carmen calls out, slipping on his jacket as he turns to Richie
"Tell me when we're going to sort out those bearded wearing flannel ass wipes"
Carmen shakes his head with a smile, before nodding and pushing past the kitchen doors. The traffic lights better be green green fuckin' green tonight.
You were stripped to a singlet and sleeping shorts as you knelt over the toilet, blinking back exhausted tears at the state of you.
You suppose you have no one else to blame but yourself, but the indignation righteousness burns almost as bright as the acid reflux crawling up your throat.
You hear the faint opening and loud clang of the apartment door opening and closing and you sigh in relief as you hear the familiar footfalls of Carmen down the hall.
It had felt damn near torturous suffering without him, and as he calls out to you following the trail of loose clothing he spots your figure in the bathroom sprawled.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry" Carmen says
And it was as if your body needed to finally feel safe in Carmen's presence before you felt the nausea spill out of you and splash offensively into the toilet.
You feel Carmen crouch above you, dragging your hair that had gone loose from it's wrapped up do away from your face. Gently rubbing your back, his large hands softly dipping up and down your spine.
"That's it, 'atta girl. Let it all out" Carmen coo's softly
You purged the insides of your stomach into the toilet bowl, retching loudly with every heave as Carmen comforted you. After what seemed like hours, and the nausea had subsided Carmen carefully wrapped his arms up under your armpits picking you up of the floor.
"Slowly, yeah? You damn near emptied out you're entire water content" Carmen murmurs, flushing the toilet and helping you walk to the basin and wash out the taste of bile from your mouth.
"I probably look insane" You cry out, blinking back exhaustion from your eyes as Carmen shakes his head furiously.
"Never, my pretty girl. Need you to go easy okay? Gonna take you to bed and let you sleep through it. Can't have you collapsing on me" Carmen murmurs, wiping at the edge of your mouth, patting the sweat that stuck to your forehead.
You let Carmen carefully maneuver your body, one arm under your legs and the other supporting your back walking to the bedroom. Your wring dry and can barely keep your eyes open as Carmen placed you on the cool sheets you immediately moan at.
You hear the faint rustle of movement as Carmen brings in a paper bag. The clunk of bottles placed on the bedside table as you sing praise for the very short bit of relief you have before the next bout of nausea rolls in.
Carmen pads to the adjacent bathroom, the door opened so you can see the stream of light that illuminates him. Hes running a cloth under water, squeezing the excess and looking up to check on you every so often.
He looked so...domestic, like he hadn't come back from working at one of the most decorated restaurants in Chicago. Stripped of his shirt so he stood bare chested, golden curls pushed behind his ears, sweatpants hung low on his hips and the furrow of his eyebrows in concentration and worry.
Your eyes flutter shut as you thank the midnight sky for bringing him to you, for keeping him for you, this one good thing that was yours.
The skies answer by the sound of his voice listing off all the things you will not be doing in this stage of recovery. Sitting on the edge of the bed as he places the cool rag against your forehead, lips between teeth as he feels your temperature under his skin.
"Just bone broth, Gatorade and bread sticks for you, doll. And no, before you even think it, its not the garlic ones." Carmen tsks.
You were thinking it. He knew you too well, but when he kisses your eyelids and measures out careful tips of the Gatorade bottle, you don't mind it.
#neonovember#carmen berzatto#the bear#the bear fx#carmy the bear#carmen berzatto x fem!reader#carmen berzatto x reader#carmen berzatto fic#carmen fluff#carmen berzatto x y/n#carmen berzatto x sick!reader#carmen berzatto x you#carmen berzatto fanfic#carmen berzatto fanfiction#the bear fanfiction#neos requests#carmy berzatto x fem!reader#carmy berzatto x reader#carmy berzatto fluff#carmy x reader#carmy berzatto#carmen berzatto fluff#domestic!carmen berzatto#domestic!carmen#he is the cutest sweetest ever#carmen berzatto masterlist#i wanna be held by him okay?#carmy#richie jerimovich#tina marrero
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He is helping comb their hair guys
#my art#my artwork#poppy playtime#poppy chapter 3#catnap#catnap poppy playtime#dogday#dogday poppy playtime#smiling critters#grooming timeeee#he is making sure their hair is neat#tina sona
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One of the most underrated parts of The Bear that I don’t see people talk about enough is Tina’s character development. Seeing her go from openly hostile to Sydney and dismissive of Carmy to happy accepting the position Sydney’s Sous and calling Carmy “Jeff” instead of Chef like it’s some sort of term of endearment is adorable. She really doesn’t get the love she deserves.
#the bear#the bear fx#the bear appreciation post#carmy berzatto#sydney adamu#tina marrero#I hated her at first but she’s so sweet now#and when she talked to Carmy when he was locked in the walk-in#absolutely perfect
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i love him. seriously i love him
#oh how i love loser men#he's my baby (he's 46#RAAHHHH I LOVE HIM#bobs burgers#bob's burgers#bobs burger movie#bob belcher#bobs burgers fanart#bobs burgers art#gene belcher#gene bobs burgers#tina belcher#louise belcher#linda belcher#tina bobs burgers
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i think about them a lot
#he’s definitely in love#change my mind#bobs burgers#zekina#zeke and tina are my favorite#tina belcher x zeke#tina belcher#bob’s burgers
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That explains a few things clip
#man has 0 rizz#he probably thinks this is how humans flirt#badboyhalo#forever you need to step up your game#man needs a pitchfork to understand your intentions#qsmp fanart#qsmp#badboyhalo fanart#bbh#tinakitten#qsmp tina#tinakitten fanart
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very rushed but there was an opportunity and I had to take it
edit: changed the mirror due to popular demands
#sorry warmup drawing#I like to imagine kid vampires hair inverts from different sides occasionally#like when he moves his head too fast it just changes sides#kid vampire#tina kid vampire#is this a fandom#ignore tinas pigtails being at uneven levels#she's too cool to tie them properly#sorry for not reanimator posting I have a drawing in progress and its taking excruciatingly long#mummy joe
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It's the end of the year and this is all I've got (my babiessss)
Been a great year of art for me. Thank y'all :)
#like he just watches her do stuff and comments on something every now and then#bobs burgers#bobs burgers fanart#bob's burgers#tina belcher#jimmy pesto jr#tinimmy
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Tina: Dude, I feel like Fit wants to answer, he can hardly contain his excitement!
Fit: Sorry– I'm just excited to be here, that's all! That's all.
Phil: Wiggling in his seat...
Tina: He really wants to tell us who he wants to kiss, marry, and kill.
Pac: You- you wanna say, Fit?
Fit: Huh?
Pac: Huh?
Tina: Come on Fit, share with the class! 🤭
Bad: Honestly, so many choices to kill!
Fit: Oh, I don't wanna- I don't wanna interrupt Bad.
Ramon: dad what's ur answer?
#FitMC#QSMP#TinaKitten#Pactw#Hideduo#FitPac#QSMP Prison#January 20 2024#Pac#Tina#Fit#Tina still hadn't forgiven Fit for Purgatory and honestly she's so real for that#Bagi and Pac get along so well meanwhile Tina's like ''I'd kill this man if I could'' when it comes to Fit#She eventually forgave him (or at the very least let it go a little) later when she found out Fit saved Bagi#but still. very funny#ANYWAYS. I've posted Fit's response before but not the first half#Still crazy to me (but also unsurprising) that he just replaced the ''kiss'' option with that. Like. Alright man we get it
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CHUNSIK MY BELOVEDDDDDD
#im korean american and BRO#when i tell you that i was so fucking excited and happy#i actually cried bc i got emotional thinking about it all 😭#the language i hear everyday being shown to an international audience n shit :((( waaaahhh its so cool man#my culture as well :(( i was so fuckin happy (i shared so much random korean shit on my twt LOL)#i died when q said he had a surprise for acau and mentioned the eggs bro#like holy shit YES A KOREAN EGG 😭😭😭 ITS ALL I’VE EVER WANTED BRO#I USED TO PRAY 😭😭😭#i love chunsik sm he’s such a polite lil gentleman :(((#he dug tina n her horse out when she fell in a hole …#placed blocks when she missed a jump to a ladder …#and opened a fucking door for her 😭😭 he’s such a sweetheart#i love him sm u actually dont understand#anyway normal tags now LOL#qsmp#qsmp fanart#qsmp chunsik#chunsik fanart#chunsik the egg#qsmp korea#he is my everything 😭🫶#my art
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Foolish and Doozer's MLP classifications
Tubbo : Loyalty
Fit : Honesty [as a huevito this amuses me greatly]
Bad : Generosity
Tina : Kindness
Mouse : Laughter
Etoiles : Magic
#qsmp#wrenrambles#qsmp foolish#qsmp fitmc#qsmp badboyhalo#qsmp tina#qsmp mouse#qsmp etoiles#I don't know anything about mlp help#people seem to think he is based
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wdym that everyone who stayed back on the island stayed back for love. wdym everyone that ran to save themselves also did it for their love for each other. wdym people tried their best to save the people they'd spent two weeks fighting cuz at the end there was love THERE WAS LOVE.
thats what the qsmp has always been about. it's love. all kinds of love. and what you're willing to do for that love. its love its love its love
#q!cellbit staying bc he didn't want to leave richas#q!baghera staying bc she couldn't leave pomme#q!foolish using and popping a totem trying to save leo#and going back to try and save q!tina and q!mouse#q!phil ripping his wings apart if it means flying him and q!tubbo to safety#q!fit flying through a meteor shower if it means saving ANYONE and saving q!bagi#all the residents shouting and pulling each other onto the boat constantly checking who has made it and who else is left#at the end of purgatory is when they were their MOST human#and even though theyre grieving their children and their friends#unsure of whats about to happen#the love is there#its always been love#qsmp#qsmp purgatory
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never did i think media illiteracy would save the day. charles rowland standing ovation
#he never finished it. which means he can make a new ending. can anyone hear me#he doesnt know what hes talking about. so he can talk about whatever he wants. is this thing on#charles rowland#dead boy detectives#dead boy detective agency#tina talks
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