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oh damen we're really in it now.mp4

From the outside Eddie presents as a person with very little care for the opinions of others. This however is a shield, an armour class so high that no roll is beating him. Or so he likes to think. Truth is, it's shitty armour that would dissolve in water. But he can't let anyone know that. Needs to keep up appearances, needs to keep performing. 

This would all be fine if it weren't for the fact that Steve Harrington is aiming a metaphorical water pistol at his heart at point blank range. 

When did it start? Oh, who knows! 

Eddie knows, oh Eddie knows alright. Shamefully it wasn't even a mind-meltingly-he’s-so-hot-take-me-now moment that made Eddie's weevil brain latch onto the idea of Steve and never let go. No. It was during lunch period, because is there really a more romantic setting to have your heart shattered and reformed into the image of your new love? You see Eddie was attacked! Ambushed by his feelings! The traitors! He was mid conversation with Jeff about the best unconventional food combinations. Eddie was arguing for bananas with sliced cheese and was not being given a fair hearing on the matter when he turned his head at the most inopportune moment. The moment that ruined everything. Because in that head swivel Eddie saw Steve being Steve. He saw 'The Hair' without the mask. Steve had been tapped on the shoulder by one of his sport boys and had turned around to display a perfectly normal serious face. Except, on that serious face was two carrot sticks placed in his mouth like walrus tusks before he decided to further ruin Eddie by breaking out in the most disgustingly beautiful fit of laughter. Then! Then he had the audacity to take the sticks out and shove them up his nose. This was complete idiot behaviour and Eddie had never been more endeared in his life. Fuck. 

'Ground control to Munson, anyone in there?' Before Eddie could register what was happening Gareth had appeared from behind and started knocking on Eddie's head. Gareth could try all he wanted, Eddie was in a severe case of ooey gooey heart eyes over The Societal Norm that was Steve Harrington. 

'You okay man? You look vaguely constipated. More than usual I mean. You eat too many of those vitamin gummies again?' Gareth had taken a seat next to Eddie now and was promptly swapping out their lunch trays. His chocolate pudding to Eddie, Eddie's vanilla to Jeff and two applesauces to Ian. In return Gareth got an extra pretzel, no sweet tooth on that boy, which they all agreed was concerning and confirmed their theory that Gareth did not have earthly origins. 

'Dude shut up. And anyway it was ONE time. AND WHO TOLD YOU?' He didn't mean to shout but when a man's bowel's movements are brought up in a public setting what else is he to do? And...and oh no. Oh no, no. Eddie had turned back to get another sneaky look at Steve and was met by the whole table staring back. The whole table including Steve. Steve that was now making eye contact with Eddie while smiling in a deliciously confused way. Delicious?? Why was he giving Steve food adjectives? Who was he becoming? Next thing he'll be wanting to take a bite out of him!...maybe...maybe that wasn't such a bad idea actually, file that in his ‘think about later’ box.

'Harrington is totally staring at you. Eddie stop looking at him, stop! Do not engage with them! I swear to god I just want one lunch without drama!' Jeff said, finally breaking into Eddie's consciousness. 

Feeling himself going bright red Eddie returned to his body just as Steve waved with a carrot stick in hand. Bright red was now a thing of the past. Eddie's face was crimson. Eddie’s entire body could probably be used as a beacon for airplanes looking to land. Eddie's only option now was to seek employment as a court jester in order to make use of his permanently altered complexion.  Internally screaming, and maybe very quietly outwardly screaming too, Eddie swivelled abruptly in his seat. Fixed his gaze on the table in front of him and absolutely did not think about pretty Steve looked with a vegetable stuck in his face holes. Except he did and didn’t stop thinking about it for a long time.

erm. erm. th urge to draw this may or may not hav kept me awake 👀

(vry mild suggestive)

i do not simp many swaps but...

literally no one talk to me

I love bottom Vox so much, it makes me sad how little if it there is 😭😭.

he’s kinda…

Seb- Purple we need to cook.

he didn't think anyone would be using the music room. but there is somd kid just wailing on the drums, completely oblivious to the world around him. he's almost violent with it.

he's waiting for the other guy to be done when he hears the loudest, most obnoxious cursing ever. he climbs to his feet and looks in. "what did ya do?" he asks.

"nothing, fuck off!" the other guy bites back. race ignores him and walks over anyway.

"break your drumstick?"

"no, fuck off!" he repeats, looking up. he's pretty, race thinks. his freckles. even the bruise around his eye is pretty.

"let me see. i'll clean it for you."

"what the- i told you to fuck off already!"

"and i didn't listen. you just split your hand open. let me see. or i can go get the school nurse?" race smiles triumphantly as the other guy holds out his hand. "you literally have wood splinters in your hand."

"i broke a fucking drumstick, of course i got wood in my hand!" he bites his lip to keep from making a terrible joke. "gonna get it out?" race nods, still suppressing a laugh.

"if i had tweezers or something, for sure." the guy sighs. "gimme a couple second, i think there's a first aid kit in the back." he finds the kit and comes back to the guy. he sits on the floor by the drummer guy's seat. he's gotta find out his name. "i'm race, by the way." after a moment of silence, he gets a response.

"spot." race nods.

"get that from all the freckles?"

"no. the bruises." that's much sadder. race pulls the small splinters out of spot's hand, smiling when he doesn't flinch even slightly.

"i gotta clean it now. if it hurts, no, it doesn't." he's quiet as he cleans spot's hand and then bandages it. he can feel spot staring at him, checking him out, eyes landing on his lips for a very long time. "good?" he asks as he finishes wrapping his hand. spot flexes his hand.

"fine." race looks up at him, still seated on the ground. "so, um, where's race from?"

"i'm fast," he replies, smiling a little. spot nods back, still flexing his hand. he has his other drumstick in his other hand, twirling it around his fingers.

"and where'd you learn this?" he raises his bandaged hand.

"i get in fights a lot and i learned pretty quick how to fix myself up." he runs a hand through his hair, pushing his curls back from his face. he doesn't miss spot's eyes tracking every move he makes.

"yeah, i get into fights too. that's where all the bruises and cuts come from."

"bruises are hot though," race tells him, pointedly looking at the bruise around his eye. he grins slightly as spot flushes. he's pretty when he blushes.

"are they?"

"i think so." spot nods and looks down, away from him. he feels a little proud of himself. spot is clearly a tough guy and he's proud he can make spot blush like that. "especially on you." he shuffles closer. he wants to kiss him so bad. spot looks back, finding race sitting practically right in front of him. spot leans in closer, their faces only a few inches apart.

"are you going to..."

"can i?" he asks, leaning forward too, so they're speaking into each other's lips.

"yeah."

Sarek & Amanda’s First Date: Let’s meet up after work. Do you want to get a drink? This bar’s a bit loud. Do you want to chill at a coffee shop? Sure, sure. Let’s take a walk around, stretch our legs. Look at that view! Let’s sit on a bench for a while. It’s gotten pretty late, do you want to grab something to eat? Does this place have Vegan options? Is this kosher? No, let’s try this place...this place...oh, perfect! Let’s take another walk, that was a hefty meal. Have you ever been to -? Have you ever -? Oh my house is pretty close by. Do you want to see that movie? No, it’s terrible, don’t worry. Do you like-? Do you like-? God, sorry I fell asleep. No no it’s fine, don’t go out in this weather - this late...you can sleep on the couch if you want to be all proper but I’ll sleep on the floor if you do. Good morning. Do you want breakfast? I don’t have anything in the fridge, do you mind if we head to the store? By the way you’ll never believe what she-! Ugh, this song-! Do you know how to cook? Haha, rich boy. Here, let me show you...well I only know the very basics. I just wanted to tease you. Do you need to be going soon? Oh good, I wanted to go see a museum with you. But let’s get coffee first. Tell me about-! Tell me about-! It’s already the afternoon, huh? Hey, they’re doing something in the park! Let’s stay and watch for a little. Have you been to that place? It’s Vulcan run but I’ve never tried...oh, it’s good! By the way I have to do some shopping for my sister, do you want to come along? You don’t have to. No, I want you to. That’s a marvelous necklace. For me? Haha oh no it’s way too much! Fine, but you have to get one too. Right? So let’s get something simpler...is it too much if they match? Ah, it’s raining! It’s fine, just run! Haha we’re soaked. Do you want to take a shower? No, not together~! It looks like it’s gonna pour the rest of the day. Does it storm on Vulcan? Tell me about-! Let’s order something and play cards. Let’s try to eat in silence but I’ll giggle the whole time. Sarek, do you know how to play music? Let’s make music. Let’s fall asleep together, leaning against the couch. I want to open my eyes and see you first thing. Good morning. Good morning. Do you have work today? Come meet me right after, okay? Okay. I’ll be waiting!

I wanna scrapbook with Legacy and Ajax like make little doodles of them to use as accents and glue silly little pictures to a big photo book to see them get excited!!

Because Legacy gets all giddy and chittery and happy, crooning and pointing to the pictures he wants in each spot!! Maybe adding one he has somewhere that he sneakily took with your camera!!

And maybe Ajax is more like quietly grateful, maybe a little shy because he's never really had anyone coddle him this much ever since he fell into the abyss :(( the impossible to embarrass boy gets all flustered when you show him candid pictures of the both of you just cuddling or some random snap of him cooking, something something idk he lives in my head.

Seeing them both be happy in their own ways just kdhekwkekwkeke I love them<333333333333 I want to bite both of them(affectionate)

oh my goodness this is so cute i love the idea of scrapbooking so much

kameras are relatively new technology in Liyue, but you've always loved art and photos, so it's no surprise when one of your friends gifts you one as thanks for assisting them with some task or another, and with delight you quickly take to the task of photographing anything that catches your eyes, your favorite subjects being your beloved Foul Legacy and Ajax. you take pictures of them whenever you can, with their permission of course, showing them each one before storing it away- they never found where exactly you put them; they always assumed the photos were all in some folder in your office

until one day you come over to Legacy with a large, empty book and several photos in your hands. it's a scrapbook! one for you and him and Ajax, and Legacy chitters happily at your wide smile

you construct the book slowly, taking input from both Legacy and Ajax, adjusting the pictures and adding doodles and stickers as you go. Legacy takes great joy in sprinkling glitter and other shiny things on the blank sections of each page, carefully holding a pen like you taught him to so he can draw tiny stars and crescent moons; Ajax always leans his head against your shoulder as he watches you craft, blushing intensely when he sees the photos you snapped of him when he wasn't looking- him after a nap, hair all mussed; cooking together; his face illuminated at sunset- it's enough to make you laugh and kiss each freckle on his cheeks

they'll both have the last laugh, though, once they add the photos of you that they have stashed away, adding a touch of sunlight to the Abyss in your scrapbook

My packages arrived! ♡

Kinda sad that YesStyle messed up my order and one of my lip tints just wasn't in the order :'(

Made a Digital Circus OC bc I have no self-control

He doesn't have a name yet so drop me suggestions if u wanna be epic.

He's based on Rushton latex face soft toys, those rubber lamb things and a little bit on Unico and Chirin from Ringing Bell

The rocking horse bars can be attached to any of his feet and swapped over whenever he wants but are impossible to completely remove. He runs like a rabbit, using the sticks on his back legs like big feet to launch himself lol

On his first day, Jax kicked him into a bottomless ball pit and no one found him for like 9 hours so they're not on speaking terms. He probably has very little opinion on the others tbh, they sure do exist.

Hey babe, so you know when you’re moody and you hate me and I tiptoe around you until it’s just inevitable and hopeless… can we just not? Can you use that axe you’re grinding to take my head off, or can you just wrap it up? Don’t run around with the noose if you’re not going to use it.

Hey babe, I’m kinda tired of this; I can see it coming a mile away and we haven’t been great for a while and I know you so well that I could almost say both sides of this argument. This used to make my blood race but it’s not exciting anymore. Why do you do this? What’s the point? If you want an argument I’ll give you one, but only if we’re okay after.

Hey babe, I know you’re frustrated and toxic and throwing shit behind the door whilst I’m sat with my forehead pressed against the other side. I know you and I can see you’re unhappy but I am so fucking sick of you spreading that around until we’re all poisoned. I understand you so well that I almost don’t sometimes.

Hey babe, this is over isn’t it?