#wellness🥒

[fedoranon]

I've seen a few different fics now where Luo Binghe does some mad speedrun strats to do a big whole dungeon skip in the Endless Abyss to explain why he was able to get home 2 years quicker and/or why his social skill tree seems to be underdeveloped, but honestly isn't the implication that that's how much sex Bingge was having in the original PIDW? XD

[sp00ks-in-th3-cl0s3t]

I was thinking of a ship name for me and Rick

I think Paranormal Activity would be cute, since paranormal activity is what happens when the living/scientific world and afterlife/spiritual world cross paths! I'm not completely sure if this is the one I want to settle on though, so if any of my fellow selfshippers have a better name to use, reblog and tell me in the tags!

Due to blog boundaries, I will not be taking suggestions from AntiShippers.

Antis do not interact with this post or my blog.

[possuminnit]

🥬🍅 in salab?

in salab :)

[laststandx3]

If I were the last surviving member of a failed expedition in the arctic I wouldn't choose to keep living there. Like, one main factor of doom was that there weren't plants around and after all that suffering you choose to keep living without leaves in your life? without fruits? without apples and oranges and peaches and berries? without vegetables? No more eggplants or peppers or corn or onions? No man, when I hear Ross talking about his shot of lemon juice to fight scurvy I'll remember how good even a green salad tastes and pack my bag. Rip Francis Crozier but I need garlic in my life

[leatherbookmark]

"if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more“ but fandom version. at first i am full of theories, headcanons and ideas. now?    oh he........! a yao small. i am so sad !! Sad Fuck lxc My LOve.. (u _ ,u) aaaaaaaaa o god... etc.

[mxtxkinfessions]

I had posted about this somewhere else but I have a sneaking suspicion it got eaten via tumblr, truly unfortunate. This won't be as heart.... soulful..... something or other, whatever, as it was when I wrote it half asleep a few days ago but I feel as though it needs to be said (again) because I keep missing them (again).

I miss you my disciples, I miss you Yingying, I miss you Ming Fan. It sort of broke my heart to come across a Ming Fan that had felt unwanted, y'know, as though the only one that mattered was Luo Binghe which might be true for some versions of me but that simply isn't the case for me personally. I dearly miss my disciples, I dearly miss the Peak Lords, some more than others as is the way feeling based memories go because I have such a difficult time with memories... it does make me a bit insecure but that's for another time.

I do miss you Liu Qingge, you were my best friend and I still deeply care for you (and greatly miss having you around to tease!). I do miss Yue Qingyuan, even if we weren't necessarily close, it's something that's difficult and ultimately I'll forever feel guilty we never really got to talk or that I was able to openly admit and apologize to you even if it wasn't my fault. It was just messy, but still, you are kind and I appreciate that deeply. I miss Mu Qingfan and Qi Qingqi (I just know we'd get on like a house on fire still!) even if I don't really have feelings or memories, I miss you and the others nonetheless.

Airplane, does it even really need to be said dude lol. I miss bullying you, you hamster fuck. 🙄 and yes this is my affection!!!!!

And Luo Binghe, does it even need to be said? My heart will always go out to every Binghe, Bingmei or Bingge. I've talked about this before but especially Bingge. I don't understand how anyone could possibly hate you, it will never cease to make me angry. To have to pick and choose, it breaks my heart, I can't stand it. So know that all Luo Binghe's out there are loved and cared for, forever. You will always have someone cheering you on quietly!

I miss all of you. Know there is a Shizun and a Shixiong / Shidi that does miss you all dearly to an EMBARRASSING DEGREE because I HAD to write this all out again for some fucking reason but hey it is what it is. I think of you all constantly at the cost of bittersweet longing but I have mastered the art of longing. This shit is nothing to me man!

Anyways. I needed to get this out AGAIN apparently. The alternative is sitting here and letting it rattle around in the fucking echo chamber of my mind. Which ordinarily I'm fine with doing but.... augh I don't know. But this has gone on long enough my rant essay is over now LOL.

─ Shen Qingqiu / Yuan. (here i'll give myself some goofy ass emoji because chances are I'll write here again like I did before so💚🥒)

💕

[nerdieforpedro]

Just random:

1. Should I do a follow up pickle story where Javi and Luna go to the market with Chucho and see him in action with all his lady friends? On a scale of one to ten, how embarrassed/proud would Javi be of his dad? 😎 How many ladies should there be? How big of a jar of pickles does Chucho need?

2. I’m gonna drop chapter 5 of my Dave York series because I want to. 😀 Around 7pm EST

3. There’s been a lot of the Rockford pool on my Tumblr. Should I revisit a Halloween WIP I planned to do and just tweak it a bit with Tim and the reader? 🤭

4. I’m just going to have to dive into this pegging fic. If I want anything decent. 😭

[ren-is-real]

Inanimate Insanity dash simulator (pre ep 16) (i will do more of this if this goes well probably)

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does anyone ever get so tired they start seeing spiders lol

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me when i lay down and hallucinate the horrors lmfao

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what

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Oh so this is not a safe place suddenly

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as an unbiased outsider im cheering for them both ^^ im so excited for the finale!!!!!!!!!!!

#idk what i'll do when this ends tbh #like damn. #we'll cross that bridge when we get to it!!

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any couple can be gay if they are bisexual and their genders are weird enough

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why did you post this directly after talking to me and test tube

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lightbulb why did y

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when you want to ask someone about something but the trek is IMPOSSIBLE and you will DIE (hes downstairs setting up a party im just scared)

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i am not giving you the aux to play green day at the party

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:(

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ok. two songs

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when a fake girl tryna act like me but im the only one there is

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REAL!!!!!

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who are you.

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hey didnt you die. or something

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hey anyone know where pickle is haha. anyone know his room number or amything lol like it would justs be fun to know,,, hagaha,,,, yeagh

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imagine using a run down website that hasnt been relevant in YEARS. you all need to get off and go touch some grass or something jfc

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you're literally using it?

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kill yourself

#you used to be cool man

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i drew some vent art about old stuff.. im better now!! im just letting off some steam haha

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this is so cringe

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you're cringe.

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trophy just ran to the bathroom sobbing

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greetings tumbler! i an steve cobs, C.E.O of the meeple company. i am looking to get in contact with a mephone! specifically mephone 4. (model 4s) any help is greatly appreciated!

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go back to twitter vro 💀

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trying a healthier outlook on life!! i'll tell yall how it goes!!

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failed

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failed

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failed

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i miss egg :( i wonder where the other one the aliens mentioned went. i hope it found a parent that loves it as much as i loved egg. i mean i wasnt the best parent but uh you get what i mean

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😜

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???????

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??????????what??????????

#why is steve cobs on tumblr get off

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i need a boyfriend except he's not a boyfriend and is just some weird british guy i drag around with me everywhere

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diversity win!! corrupt capitalist CEO of multimillion dollar company steve cobs is bisexual!

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who informed you of this.

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I WAS??? JOKING??????

#GUYS??? #STEVE COBS GAY ICON??? #HOLY SHIT #IM SCREAMING ITS HIS OFFICIAL ACCOUNT ITS NOT A GIMMIC #meeple

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as a member of the lgbt we do not accept steve cobs

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even when he changes the meeple logo to a rainbow during pride month we dont accept him

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just to clarify yang posted this not me -yin

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steve cobs being bi and accidentally admitting to it on tumblr was not on my 2024 bingo card ???????

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you'll be first.

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what

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[judeloverr]

recently - jude bellingham

summary: instagram blurb with popular singer and her boyfriend jude🫶🏼

pairings: singer!reader x jude bellingham

an: got bored so made this, hope you like it

y/ninstagram

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judebellingham done me dirty in 3rd pic

↪y/ninstagram soz babes

↪jobebellingham he deserves it carry on

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sabrinacarpenter be mine please 😍

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user67 OMG NEW MUSIC

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user622 y/n a lucky girl

↪y/ninstagram yes i am 🫢

user22 COME BACK TO BORO please🙏

declanrice my man👊

y/ninstagram come home the kids want you

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oliviarodrigo CONGRATS ON HITTING 1B STREAMS LOVER

↪y/ninstagram THANKYOU MY LOVER

user8 jude been looking a little to fine these days

↪judebellingham thanks?

judebellingham swear im the only person on your feed atm

↪y/ninstagram be grateful then

username congrats y/n you deserve every stream🫶🏻

↪y/ninstagram thankyou, really appreciate it, love you all so much🫶🏻🦋

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y/ninstagram bf post with a sneak peek at that end 🫢

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user829 NEW MUSIC??

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judebellingham oh look its me again

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judebellingham First experience of that UCL magic at the Bernabéu, unbelievable.😮‍💨  #HalaMadrid 🤍

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y/ninstagram you a fitty, might write a song about u

↪judebellingham what its like the 40th song now?

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user8 I WANT HIM

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trentarnold66 well done brother🤍

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user44 when jude was at boro💔💔💔

user88 miss her concerts

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judebellingham

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judebellingham my girlfriend is hotter than you. go stream her new album 'addicted' on Nov 13 insanely proud love you xx

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↪jude bellingham you

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[foodshowxyz]

Cheesy Beef and Mushroom Pita Pockets with Tzatziki Sauce 🥙🍄🧀

Full recipe ⬇️⬇️⬇️

For the Filling:

• 1 lb ground beef 🥩

• 2 cups mushrooms, finely chopped (such as cremini or button) 🍄

• 1 onion, finely chopped 🧅

• 2 garlic cloves, minced 🧄

• 1 tsp dried oregano 🌿

• 1 tsp ground cumin 🌿

• Salt and pepper to taste 🧂

• 1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese 🧀

• 1/2 cup crumbled feta cheese 🧀

• 2 tbsp olive oil 🫒

For the Tzatziki Sauce:

• 1 cup Greek yogurt 🥛

• 1 cucumber, grated and excess water squeezed out 🥒

• 2 garlic cloves, minced 🧄

• 1 tbsp lemon juice 🍋

• 1 tbsp olive oil 🫒

• 1 tbsp chopped fresh dill 🌿

• Salt and pepper to taste 🧂

For Assembly:

• 4-6 whole wheat pita pockets 🥙

• Fresh lettuce, chopped 🥬

• Cherry tomatoes, halved 🍅

• Red onion, thinly sliced 🧅

Instructions:

1. Prepare the Filling:

• Heat olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat.

• Add chopped onion and garlic, sauté until translucent.

• Add ground beef and cook until browned. Drain excess fat.

• Add mushrooms and cook until they release their moisture and become tender.

• Season with oregano, cumin, salt, and pepper. Remove from heat and let cool slightly.

• Stir in shredded mozzarella and crumbled feta cheese until well combined.

2. Prepare the Tzatziki Sauce:

• In a medium bowl, combine Greek yogurt, grated cucumber, minced garlic, lemon juice, olive oil, and chopped dill.

• Mix well and season with salt and pepper to taste. Refrigerate until ready to use.

3. Assemble the Pita Pockets:

• Warm the pita pockets slightly in the oven or microwave for easier opening.

• Carefully cut the tops off the pita pockets to create an opening.

• Fill each pita pocket with a generous amount of the beef and mushroom filling.

• Add fresh lettuce, cherry tomatoes, and red onion slices.

4. Serve:

• Drizzle the tzatziki sauce over the filled pita pockets or serve it on the side for dipping.

• Serve immediately and enjoy!

[frummpets]

“WHAT!” Shen Yuan shrieks and kicks out, nailing Shang Qinghua in the chin. The man makes a sound like a dying balloon and falls sideways, rattling the shelves. He groans and clutches at his head, and then at his chin as well. He whines like a kicked dog.  Shen Yuan does not give a fuck.

mini-cucumber beats up an airplane!!!!! ✈️💥🥒 INSTANT KILL!!!!

from Shen Yuan of No Relation by @grubus!!

✦ TWITTER VERSION

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[fedoranon]

Call me Peerless Cucumber the way I keep reading books that skate around the interesting bits of the story all fucking day, leaving me to yell at the clouds, shaking my fist impotently

3 in a row!!!!!!

[panhbr]

[Some Peppinos 🥒]

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I was taking a look at Peppino's sprites, so I decided to draw some of my favorite sprites in my style, and well, I confess that I really liked the result :)

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EXTRA‼️

While I was drawing, this song started playing, so I ended up having this idea (this is a Brazilian song)

(Translation: Cold beer, pool and barbecue, Welcome to the woods)

(I need to draw more Peppino dressed as a cowboy)

[possuminnit]

hii i start school soon and i will not lie i'm a little bit terrified

-🥒

HI PICKLE! you will do great itll be fine i promise, ill fight people for u tho if i need to

[suzukiblu]

For @hartsnkises, 🍒🥑🧄🧅🌰🥬🥒🥬🥦🥬 and “Not-Kon/Not-Match”.

"In the lab, I mean," he clarifies. "I was the only one down there. Everything else was just related genetic material and files about the cloning process. No sign of trying to make a new Bart anywhere, at least not that I saw." 

"Huh," Cassie says, a little puzzled both that the idea of that didn't even occur to her and that Tim didn't actually try it, if he was already trying to clone Kon. "I'd say Bart's personal history with being cloned might be why, except Match exists, so . . . well, Kon was always a clone, technically. So Tim might've justified it to himself that way, I guess?" 

They still don't actually know if it even was Tim, of course, but if anyone was going to have a secret lab shoved in under the Tower . . . 

Yeah, she's pretty damn sure it was Tim at this point. 

Not-Kon/Not-Match just shrugs, then takes the shrimp off the stove and slices half a cabbage, and then grates some ginger and chops up a couple of carrots. Cassie wasn't even aware they had ginger, but also Cassie didn't know that raw soy protein is apparently poisonous, so yeah. The kitchen is just not her usual haunt, okay? Not-Kon/Not-Match seems surprisingly comfortable in it, though. Cassie's pretty sure she never saw Kon make anything more complicated than a TV dinner. 

And he'll never learn how to, now. 

She swallows, hard. 

She tries another baby name site.

[hitlikehammers]

taste like loving

rating: t ♥️ cw: pre-relationship-to-established relationship, SUCH FLUFF ♥️ tags: idiots in love, pickles, slice of life, softness

for @steddielovemonth day seven: Love Is Silently Passing Them A Pickle Because You Know It’s Their Favorite (@steddieasitgoes)

@pearynice and @hbyrde36 suffered my languishing over this more than once; it felt wrong to delete it (which was the original plan) 🥒 (and yes I am well aware this is VERY late for @steddielovemonth but I had this one and one more that I never got to post bc schedules and I still wanted to...not-delete them? so the other one will go up sometime before the 29th's over worldwide) ♥️

The first time he notices is the first time they all hang out after he’s discharged. The first time it feels almost normal. Eddie’s still not mobile enough to leave the couch at most—at least a little variety of the one-room view of his bedroom, at least—but this.

This is awesome. Because there’s no hospital to remind him of the way he’s a mishmash of still-healing incisions that he can ignore if he doesn’t move wrong, or breathe to deep, and when he does breathe to deep and reminds himself it’s for laughing, it’s a raucous and joyful thing and it’s wild in a way he never knew he was missing because—or else, he thinks because—probably there wasn’t a deep pit inside him full of all the horrors they saw and stood against together, and so he’s got this new capacity to be bowled over and filled past the brim with a kind of giddy, buoyant relief that’s unbound in ways he probably didn’t dare to even tease at, despite all his ranting about conformity and letting your fucking freak flag fly: he never could have envisioned a time he could be this unbound. Untethered.

Just…fucking free.

Because these people have seen his literal fucking insides, right? One of them held those insides in his hands, held them where they belonged long enough for him to be sitting here cackling with them, aching for the jostling of his laughter but hell if it’s not worth it, if he pops a stitch or two he won’t even fucking complain because these people saw him inside-out, y’know, and from the first he felt safe with them, with all of him, spoken and unspoken because it really felt, for the first time, like all of the things that mattered to the world at large, that could get you killed in the wrong company: it all felt…dulled; distant, after what he’d seen.

What he’d survived.

So in the now: home, on the couch, with the Buckley and Harrington tag-team feature show splitting his fucking sides and making him feel like he’s drowning in only good things and breathing full for the first time in his fucking life—

That’s when he first notices it happen.

They’re opening the boxes with deli sandwiches from Leeanne’s down off Brooklyn, the big towering fuckers with the toothpicks in the center to hold them together, and Eddie’s fucking ecstatic about the Reuben he’s staring down because real-not-hospital-cafeteria food is still an honest goddamn thrill, but he sees Steve flip open his monstrous looking Club and it’s not even all the way flipped back, the top half of the little foldy-box, when Robin slips her equally-big-ass dill spear next to the one lined up against the bread of Steve’s lunch, flashing an overstretched grin as she plops it down:

“For my Dingus,” she nods to him almost graciously and he chuckles before he picks it up and chomps it almost…almost aggressivelyand yes, okay, fine: Eddie notices because he pays attention to his friends, especially some of his very best friends, but yeah, sure, he probably notices Steve’s biting enough to characterize it because, well.

And look, see: after Steve had set himself up as permanent guardian at his bedside?Eddie might not have had all the reasons for it, all the answers to the whys, but he did have Steve Harrington in the flesh beside him always, kinda day and night, and after that? Eddie had stopped telling himself it was useless, the things he was feeling, all the relentless want in him. It might still be hopeless—just because he knew now that Steve swung that nail bat for both teams didn’t mean he’d want Eddie specifically by default—but there was no harm in feeding the deathless little lust-monster that’d lived in him from sophomore year, and that now, fed by the knowledge that Steve Harrington was beauty and brawn and brains in a way no one never expected because it wasn’t theirs, all on top of a heart of fucking 

: the monster was now a full-grown beast that wasn’t…just prone to lust, anymore.

Whatever, though. Eddie could fucking look.

So he noticed the way Robin gave Steve her pickles. The way he playfully accepted and usually leaned into her, grateful and tactile in their shared-brain kind of way.

And if he keeps noticing, what the fuck else is he expected to do? The more he learns, the closer they grow, the stronger and bigger and louder his not-lust creature gets, its stomping like a riot in his pulse save no, that’s actually just his heartbeat for what it is: hopelessly and pathetically and godawfully smitten, kinda recklessly and unrepentantly devoted, and he…

Okay, so in the beginning, Eddie knows it’s a long shot. He knows what he was doing, but it’s easy to play off as something…less. Something just playful, instead of playful-and. He already sits next to Steve when they’re all together, on a floor or a sofa or in a booth: he’s expected there. That is his place. One side him, one side Robin.

Robin even takes across-from-Steve when there aren’t enough spaces. Eddie has somehow…made the cut.

He isn’t throwing a fucking party inside his ribs about it or anything, but.

(Yeah, he is.)

But it starts small, and sorta-almost-casual: when he pops his pickle on Steve’s plate the first time. And Steve blinks at him, tilts his head in that way Eddie associates with softness, with safety, with something so adorably protective, cute and yet let herbal, on alert while breathing slow: and there’s something irresistible in the dichotomy of it that has Eddie’s pulse ramping-up by instinct at just the little gesture, the little tip of the chin and then Steve’s grinning, slow but so big, and at him, and, okay. Okay, yes, fine.

Eddie may or may not be playing this like one of those fucking birds that brings pebbles to court their intended, that drops shining little bits and bobs of nothing special that mean everything special as they try to convince their mate they’re a good bet. It may or may not be a thing he should be at least a little embarrassed of, whatever.

The way Steve chomps with fucking gusto on that pickle though: the way he grins as he chews and keeps his eyes locked on Eddie’s the whole goddamn time?

Eddie’s not gonna be embarrassed of jack shit, if he gets that in exchange.

He’s also sure as shit not going to stop, when he gets that in exchange.

He tries to up his game as the gesture extends, expands: he does his best to make it clear that he fucking loves his beloved briny cucumbers, that the way he saves them and gifts them to Steve isn’t just mimicry of his platonic soulmate; that it’s deliberate and intentional and he’s willingly and willfully forgoing something he loves for something he loves—yeah, yeah he’s ready to say that, at least in his head, because the days turn to weeks turn to months and there’s no fucking denying it anymore—so very much more, and he just…wants to make sure Steve notices. Knows it and, like, whether he decides to act on it or not, Eddie just wants him to know that a choice was there to make, right? Like, he doesn’t want it to go unnoticed.

It’s only once Steve sucks half a spear through his lips, hollows his mouth wholly unnecessarily and positively sinfully, and puckers around the pickle with wide pleading but teasing, goddamn teasing eyes trained on Eddie expectantly with the bare half sticking out his mouth, an invitation from where he sits next to Eddie at the table: it’s only then that Eddie thinks maybe there was hope after all.

He bites the loose half clear just shy of brushing Steve’s lips because he’ll be damned if their first kiss—if this is where it’s headed, if this is really possible and a thing—he’ll be fucking damned if he kisses Steve Harrington for the first time over a fucking vegetable.

Given the way Steve’s lips ultimately close around a pout all on their own: Eddie thinks…yeah. Yeah, that’s where they’re headed.

Their first kiss is very much not-pickle-flavored, but they laugh about the almost of it, once they settle comfortably into a version of ‘we’ that’s not entirely unlike the one they had before; this one just says the love part out loud. Which honestly kind of highlights how much it was there, just unspoken, almost the whole goddamn time. Which is wild.

Then of course it grows. There’s always a jar of pickles on their shopping list, because there’s always a need when the last one’s always empty. Sometimes because he wanted something to eat in the middle of the night. Sometimes because he feeds a slice to Steve Lady and the Tramp style, and does lick the taste from him after, now, not because it isn’t momentous; kissing Steve. But more because it’s…it’s going to be momentous again, whenever he wants.

For, like, ever.

Though it’s carrying on in that fashion that kinda leads in to, about a year-and-change and going strong, Eddie getting his mind goddamn blown.

It starts, mostly, with Eddie thinking—mistakenly—that his boyfriend’s not gonna be late for dinner and honestly, Eddie just doesn’t want the spear to get all warm and floppy so he figures he’ll quick eat the ones he set out, cannot let a delicious pickle go to waste, and he’ll get a fresh one for the plates when Steve gets in, no problem, he’ll just—

He’s maybe almost fucking fellating the pickle when Steve clears his throat unexpectedly from the doorway to the kitchen.

“Am I interrupting?” the arch of his brow is enviable, and the giddy delight in his tone is delectable, and Eddie wants him to come over and kiss the fucking blush he feels just lightly heat his cheeks as he tries to decide what to do because…

Eddie’s never not given his pickle to Steve, or not shared his pickle with Steve, in Steve’s presence, okay? It’s just…that’s for Steve.

And Steve probably wouldn’t be grossed out with Eddie’s slobber all over it, but, like, he deserves better by default any—

Steve’s next to him before he fully notices him crossing the distance, and he’s nudging Eddie’s hand with just a finger, pressing the pickle past his lips, slow enough to chew but steady with the pressure, and hell if it’s not erotic as fuck.

Steve goddamn Harrington.

And he smirks when Eddie swallows with a gulp, leans to kiss him and comments kind of idly:

“That was hot, babe.”

Eddie huffs, and then looks at the pickle-less plates and remembers.

“I’m so sorry, Sweetheart, I’d have kept it for you, but I wasn’t sure how long you’d be—“

“Eds, relax,” Steve laughs, unbothered; “you don’t have to save me the pickle. I buy you whole jars.”

Eddie frowns a little, because that wording sound…off. He’s not quite sure why, until Steve picks up on his confusion, the grit caught in the works that he can’t pick out, because Steve always notices; and Steve always finds the catch to smooth it clean.

He’s amazing that way.

“They’re your favorites,” he goes and grabs the jar in question from the fridge, pops the lid and meticulously catches the drip on the glass lip before offering it to Eddie with a smile so warm Eddie can feel it in his knees, because it fucking makes them melty and shit even now; he prays it’ll never stop making them melty and shit, honestly, but—

“I never even really liked them, until you.”

And that’s the part that catches Eddie up entirely, almost chokes him on the end of his hand-fed pickle feast.

“What,” he pauses, clears his throat; “what d’ya mean?”

“Robin fucking hates them,” Steve shrugs, still smiling that knee-targeting smile; “so she always pawned them off on me, and I didn’t have any strong feelings either way, but then,” he reaches, traces Eddie’s lips and gathering any stray juice before sucking his thumb between his lips to clean it off. Eddie almost fucking feels his pupils dilate.

“You know I wanted it to mean something from the beginning,” Steve says simply, because Eddie did know; “and then when I found out it wasn’t just, like, convenient, but you liked them so much yourself, then it felt,” and then Steve’s biting his lip, which is that knife’s edge between adorable and hot-hot-sex that regularly threatens to explode Eddie goddamn brain, but than he’s smiling again, a little softer, a lot more fond:

“It felt like they meant you liked me,” Steve ducks his head solely to glance through his lashes, a little bashful even still; “it felt like it maybe meant you, you know, maybe, like maybe you loved me?”

And Eddie can’t handle the question mark there, dives in and kisses Steve sound and sure and licks his way in to rub away that bit of punctuation that could ever possibly cast any doubt on Eddie’s feelings at basically any point they’ve shared fucking air.

“It tastes like that, now.”

Eddie cocks his head a little.

“What tastes like what, baby?”

Steve leans and licks into Eddie mouth again, but this time it’s got direction, like he’s seeking something, but then just as quick he pulls back, though not far, and looks up at Eddie with a little extra curl to his lips as he murmurs between them:

“I fucking adore pickles, now. Because they kinda taste like you loving me.”

And Jesus H., this man is gonna kill him.

And Eddie—who can do nothing less than capture Steve’s lips again and let him taste this particular flavor of loving as long and as deep as he wants—Eddie kinda thinks that’ll be a fucking glorious way to go.

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