#whisks

[chasingrainbowsforever]

~ Pink and Silver ~

[stardustandsavages]

i finally got the LEGO set i've been wanting for so long!! the milky way set 🌌

i'm in love with all the little details in this set!

[rosethrorn]

I need to settle things.

[juunipupu]

Knight and vasta

[myafoodie]

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[hawkinsbnbg]

Eddie who did all kinds of odd jobs for extra cash and ended up acting as a mascot for a football team.

He had to admit while he wasn't the biggest sports fan out there, the chaos and overflowing energy of the games made the blood run hot in his veins. The enthusiasm, the booming cheering and the loud music almost compensated for the stuffy red bird costume he had to squeeze into every couple of days.

The only saving grace was that Eddie always ran cold, so unlike some of his poor co-workers, he didn't sweat buckets during his shift, and he got to revel in the fun while being his dramatic and goofy self. He danced around people, teased them, joked with them, and posed for their photos.

One of many things that he enjoyed was the kiss cam. As much as Eddie tried to pretend otherwise, he was a romantic at heart, and seeing so many people having fun and being in love really made his day.

Sure there were awkward moments as well where family members were mistaken as couples, but it was just another thing to laugh at, just another tale to recall when they gathered around the table and had dinner together some days or some years later.

Perhaps, that was why when the big screen showed a pretty boy—and damn, Eddie could spend forever to wax lyrical about those pouty lips and doe eyes and perfect hair and handsome jawline. And Eddie wished he could trace those cute little moles with his tongue, to draw constellations on that golden skin and find the answers of the universe—who got ignored and then brushed off by his boyfriend despite his attempts to tell the guy they were on kiss cam, Eddie felt so offended on his pretty boy's behalf.

Without hesitation, Eddie stalked over to their row, took the popcorn from Pretty Boy and upended the whole box over the boyfriend's head just as the guy finally looked up from his stupid phone, relishing the cheers the other spectators gave him.

He then booed at the fuming bastard who looked two seconds away from blowing a casket, pulled Pretty Boy into his chest, and nearly bumped his fist into the air when Pretty Boy giggled and hooked their arms together.

He didn't think, really, he just signaled for Bob he had to go for a while and took Pretty Boy back to the staff room where he peeled off the mascot costume and finally revealed himself to Pretty Boy.

Eddie slightly regretted his impulsive decision because he wasn't looking his best right now; his hair was put up in a tight bun, his face was flushed and sticky with sweat. He only had on a black Metallica cut-off, a pair of sweat shorts for easy movements, his rings, and nothing else.

In contrast, Pretty Boy looked like a model walking right out of a magazine with his baby blue striped polo, washout jeans, RayBan perched on coifed chestnut hair, and worn sneakers.

"I'm Eddie," he introduced, panting a little because of the heat and the pace his heart was slamming against his ribcage. "I hope I'm not bothering you, pretty boy."

Smiling coyly, Pretty Boy leaned in his space and holy shit, Eddie had to swallow the pool of spit gather in his mouth when he detected the floral and fruity notes from Pretty Boy's cologne and body wash. This close, he could see how those hazel eyes dilated, how those plush lips parted just slightly, tempting him to take a taste.

"Hi Eddie," Pretty Boy said, glancing up at him through those pretty eyelashes. "I'm Steve. But you can always call me Stevie, sweetheart, baby, or pretty boy."

Eddie couldn't help but laugh at the cheekiness. God, they just met ten minutes ago but this boy was proving to be the death of him.

"Pretty baby, then," Eddie lifted his hand to brush Steve's cheekbone with the back of it, smiling fondly at the blush that crept up on the soft skin. He met Steve's gaze and raised a brow. "What do you think?"

"I think," Steve licked his lips, red and kissable. "I think you should kiss me."

That Eddie could do. He would happily listen to the sweet little noises Steve made for as long as Steve had him.

He told Steve as much and they ended up going back to his apartment where he showed Steve what it felt like to be his boy. His baby.

Some years later, Eddie made sure to kiss the daylight out of his boyfriend when they were caught by the kiss cam. He wanted to brag as loud as he could that he was the man who had bagged Steve Harrington.

And when someone booed at him for showing off, he flipped them a bird through the camera, making Steve giggle against him. He wouldn't have it any other way.

[kaiatheelf]

𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺…

[bunnieswithknives]

Dev this is serious stop beatboxing.

[generalghosty]

there isn't enough love for this ship tbh

[butteryplanet]

kitchen ghosts

[burningcheese-merchant]

Elder faerie in the afterlife looking at all the ancients making out with their respective beasts:YOU ALL FAILED!

Shadow Milk trying out a metric ton of high-quality lipsticks on Pure Vanilla's mouth and face, sighing dramatically about none of them being kiss-proof and them just having to keep experimenting until they find one (and Vanilla, in his lovestruck haze, nodding dreamily in agreement)

Hollyberry trying to kiss Eternal Sugar awake in the early morning, Eternal Sugar pretending to stay asleep just so Hollyberry will keep kissing her (she's knows Sugar is pretending, it's ok)

Dark Cacao and Mystic Flour indulging one another after being apart for so long again, with Cacao choosing to be bold and add a little more passion to their typically very chaste kisses, and Flour choosing to be bold herself for once and returning the favor

Golden Cheese sitting in Burning Spice's lap, their arms wrapped tight around each other, her wings enveloping him in a subconscious need to hold him even closer and his hands running through them and caressing them almost possessively, them kissing like lovesick teenagers, like Spice just came home from war, like they're both going to die tomorrow, Spice leaning down and showering her neck with the same ravenous affection every so often, them nipping at each other's lips just to tease

White Lily tilting Silent Salt's helm up just enough to expose his mouth, him holding her by the waist with trembling hands but otherwise allowing her to do this in this display of delicate but nevertheless profound trust in one another, her standing on her tiptoes to reach him and him leaning down to meet her halfway

Elder Faerie:

[luveline]

the newest lady of the house has graced us with her presence

[spaciebabie]

you know the fandomscape has changed b/c now whenever a piece of media gets popular I no longer see Malk, Circletine, Gay or European, or Left Brain Right Brain animatics anymore

[catherine-sketches]

So in my “will-i-won’t-i” with Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss (where I procrastinate and don’t watch the shows and only absorb the content through TikTok, Tumblr and sometimes Twitter) I came across Staticmoth/ VoxVal.

I saw the scene with Angel and Valentino. His abuse and disgusting behavior. I have an idea on how this moth asshole behaves.

And I have seen some people think that their relationship would be toxic, that Vox and Val, if the predictions are correct and become (or are revealed to be) a couple, would beat the shit (physically, mentally and emotionally) out of each other on the regular, but I think the idea that him and Vox having a healthy relationship could be such a punch to the gut plot wise.

Because that would mean Valentino IS capable of understanding consent. He KNOWS what working with someone else means without disrespect. He FULLY knows what sex is supposed to be like.

But that’s is between equals. Vox? His equal. Fellow overlord.

Angel? His property. Why would he give a shit about his thing?

[rocketbirdie]

balancing act

less insufferable version