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hungharrington · 14 days
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i’m almost 22 and have never even kissed a boy (which i’m chronically insecure about). it’s made me feel very nervous regarding intimacy or “doing it wrong”. i feel like steve would be great coach and reassure the reader it’s okay and that they’re doing great. nothing to embarrassed about. (my soul needs this so bad)
hi honey !! i think you r so right & steve would be the perfect guy to give all the assurances <3 i hope u know that kisses don’t matter too much til they’re with someone you’re rlly sweet on so i wouldn’t sweat it angel x this one is sfw! wowzer!
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You’re on your couch and in Steve’s lap and worried about just about everything. 
Steve’s being sweet about it, his hands resting gently on either side of your waist, his thumbs swiping up and down to comfort you. He’s watching you closely, unaware he’s just taken your first, second, and third ever kisses. How could he know? you think, on the side of insecurity— it seems everybody else your age has already kissed someone. 
“You okay?” He asks, hazel eyes tracing over the soft features of your face. He loves your nose and the shape of your bottom lip— strange things to like perhaps, but Steve doesn’t care. 
You nod but don’t say anything. The motion is a bit jerky. Your hands are planted on his shoulders, holding them probably a bit too tight. Exhaling a breath, you nod again and pretend the fondness in his gaze isn’t making you shy.
“Yeah,” you finally speak, voice smaller than you intend. “Just- just wanna like—“ you swallow, eyes darting to the ceiling for a moment, if only to avoid his intense eyes. “I wanna get this right.” 
A car engine drones by outside in the dusky evening. Steve gives a little chuckle and his hands on your waist tug forward, pulling your attention down and your body an inch closer to his. It’s warm— every part of him is glowing warm. 
“I don’t think there’s any way you can get this wrong,” He admits, awfully sincere about it. 
It’s the truth. Steve likes you a lot. You could probably bite his lip too hard and make it bleed and he’d still find it pleasant. You have that effect on him. 
You don’t know that though. So, every stress seems very, very real. Are you kissing firm enough? Too firm? God, are your lips too dry? 
Your tongue flicks out to wet them, your hands giving his shoulders a nervous, minuscule squeeze. In your chest, your heart is torn between rabbiting in its anxiety or shrivelling in insecurity. 
“I mean,” you laugh a little, if only to cover your embarrassment. You duck your head to avoid his face, murmuring, “If there is, I’m sure I’ll find it. I haven’t, uh, exactly done this… too much.”
“That’s fine,” Steve says instantly. His warm, large hands give a tender squish on your waist, before sliding up and around to curl snugly around your body. He sits up a little straighter, his nose nudging against yours. 
“No, Steve,” you say, cheeks a touch heated. You count his eyelashes so you can avoid his eyes, you voice dropping volume towards the end of your sentence. “I mean, like… like ever.” 
Surprise flashes in his eyes for only a moment. His gaze darts down to your lips quickly but then he’s smiling, nudging closer, and stealing a quick kiss off your lips. Now he’s taken your fourth kiss too. 
You flush, something warm pinging its way up your spine. 
“That’s okay,” He murmurs, sounding like he really means it. 
“It is?” 
“It’s great. You’re great.” He kisses you again—your fifth— so sweet it tastes like sugar on your lips, his arms around you pulling you in closer. You drown in it, enamoured by how it feels to have his lips against yours. God, he makes you dizzy. 
Steve breaks the kiss but stays close, his arms pulling you closer still so you’re straddling him properly. He’s warm, so warm— and so freakin’ nice to you. 
“You don’t find it weird?” You can’t help but whisper. Your eyes crush closed, unable to face him. 
“Weird?” Steve echoes. “Are you kidding me? It’ll take more than that to freak me out.” 
One of his hands shifts up, moving up off your waist to cradle your jaw gently in his large palm. He peppers a string of kisses along your cheek and jaw, beginning to suck a sweet spot beneath your ear. Your hips shift before you realising, subtly grinding down into his. Flames begin to burn in your stomach. 
“It’s—I mean it’s kind of, like, a little embarrassing, don’t you think?” You continue, voice a little breathier than before. You’re not sure what you’re trying to convince of him of— you certainly don’t want him to stop. 
Steve’s lips brush over the barely forming bruise on your skin and your breath hitches. 
“Are you feeling embarrassed?” 
One slow kiss against your neck, his plush lips accompanied by the heat of his tongue. You squirm in his lap but don’t answer, fearful of being too truthful. You are and you aren’t. He isn’t making you embarrassed but you are, just a little. 
Your silence makes Steve pause, digging his face out of your neck to meet your eyes. “Hey. You shouldn’t be embarrassed- if you are for some other reason, we can— we can like stop—“ 
“No.” You cut in, God, now you’re seriously giving him the wrong idea. “No, oh my god, I sound so stupid- it’s not you— Steve—“ 
He cuts you off with another kiss, your sixth, and steals your runaway thoughts. It blissfully chases away your nerves for just a moment. 
“Great.” He smiles against your mouth, giving another squeeze of your waist. “Cos you don’t need to be.” He kisses your mouth again, seven. “All you need to be is enjoying yourself, okay? 
You like the sound of that— adore the way he’s so seamlessly finds the thing that sets your nerves alight and soothes it so easily. You whisper back, “Okay,” and gift him your eighth kiss, sweet and fierce. 
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fyanimaldiversity · 10 months
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In case anyone was wondering about my wonderful worm, here is 7 month old vs the now approximately 2 year old Poptart the palmetto corn snake ! Her colors have developed so intensely, she no longer is a tiny pink worm, and contrary to what I was told about the morph she did definitely gain spots, and spots that she initially had have grown in size as well!
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kingkatsuki · 11 months
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I want a fic where Bakugou is so disgustingly obsessed with you that it’s quite literally ruining his life.
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genkii05 · 13 hours
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reference
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samijey · 21 days
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RAAAAAAAAHHH SO EXCITED FOR MY LIL DRAGON DUDE TONIGHT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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krello-png · 9 months
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- Weekly Kefla 3: Beyond the Limit! -
We bump it up and continue the Keflas with the next level, Super Saiyan 3! Hope y'all are ready for 4 cause if it goes well I think it'll be a real doozy! Until next time, this is Krello, signing out!
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ghost-proofbaby · 8 months
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i want eddie and steve to play silly little games to decide who gets what position on our average thursday night debauchery
“she sucked my dick last time, move over big boy.”
“that’s because you hit it raw last time, munson. no way.”
“wanna flip a coin?”
“… fine. heads and i get her pussy tonight.”
(it was tails. sorry steve.)
@hellfire--cult
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thesylverlining · 25 days
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I'm Sad About Tech Bad Batch So I'm Writing A Song About It
Lyrics/explanation under the cut.
(I'm pretty fucked up about the entire way he was handled, both as an autistic person and Bad Batch enjoyer. I adore the show, Tech and beyond, but oh wow... working through some betrayal feelings. Basically:)
Me: I'm so normal about The Bad Batch finale, look at how functional I am, didn't even cry for several hours or anything
Also Me:
Never thought I'd catch a glimpse of someone like you Sees the universe and life the way that I do And best of all, they let you shine Galaxies illuminate in your rare mind And you think like me I knew that you feel like me
When I ran the numbers they all told me you'd stay Logical positions pointing only one way I never could take much on faith Always needed evidence no one could shake But I believed in you I let myself believe in you
But now you're gone The story's all wrong I feel like such a fool
They told me you would come back Always supposed to come home Even waiting for you seemed like a game
Waiting just to see your face I'd see your shadow every day But fate gets twisted And I can't see you.
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 A Song WIP. Definitely going to do it up for real - if you're not familiar with The Bad Batch, this is a song about Really Really identifying with and treasuring an autistic character, who gets to do amazing things and be so cool and liked and heroic and shit we never get to be - and then whose extremely fake-out-ish "death" is used for (admitted) shock value, and then used very blatant foreshadowing to string us along by cutely teasing "ooh is he coming back? how about this guy who looks Exactly like him? could that be - NAHHH jk jk he was dead the whole time lol. Also everyone's gonna call you Delusional now for having extremely reasonable hope. lol" But applicable in a lot of other losing-a-friend ways too.
And like... dammit I Know not to trust major corporations, fucking Disney, like this. But I LET myself trust, because the show is so fucking well written and Aware in every other way, just... fuck. I really thought they'd knock it out of the park. Really thought he'd be okay and we wouldn't have to hurt like this Again.
Thank you for listening. Sometimes I just have SUCH strong feels that only the Song form of emotion-vomit will do. <3
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ravoress · 2 months
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There's been some hot debate recently about color correction in anime (*cough* Sailor Moon *cough*) and the "right" way to go about it. Here's an example of why color correction can be so difficult. Both of these come from VHS tapes in my collection, and do not have any filters applied to them. See how different they are? I've heard that this type of color fading is due to film deterioration, but I've seen others counter that claim... so I don't entirely know for sure 🤔 There's also the subject of audio masters, but that's a WHOLE other can of worms, lol.
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netherzon · 17 days
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Who knew Alfred was so bad at roasting marshmallows….
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kay-is-dying · 2 years
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For all ur meme purposes, here's rhea pointing and laughing
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sketchychelsea · 2 months
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Test printed my first two-color screen print! 🤘🔥
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krello-png · 9 months
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- Weekly Kefla 2: Super Saiyan.. TWO! -
Opted to do SSj2 instead of 1 cause they look virtually identical for her lol, needless to say SSj3 is up next! See ya there!
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katsigian · 10 months
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Hrrmmmm trying to think of how I'm going to go about building my new bg3 OCs. Do I just. Make up a little backstory for them separate from game canon? Do I...go completely balls to the wall and develop them to an insane degree before the events of the game? Knowing myself, I'm going to likely be infused with the hyperfixation any minute now and be lost in the sauce
I've picked their ships already it's just. it's going to be inch resting trying to develop my companions with my OCs in such a way that's still canon (has no idea what theyre doing).
Because look, Callistus is my very competent and quiet high elf ranger boy. He loves kids, has a zest for life under the calm exterior, smiles easily but is a little shy. I think it would be delightful to pair him with the vampire for reasons of sweet shy boy with the (seemingly) edgy and very troubles Astarion. He sees that vampire and goes "oh you need some loving. Thank god im the right man for the job." Do u see my vision
I'm thinking about making a lady, perhaps a half drow sorcerer who is so grumpy, just a complete thundercloud. Aaaaand predictable little old me is going to smush her up against Karlach because oh my god that would be adorable. Big, tough, smiley lady with small, grumpy lady, I die. The little grump getting attached to the one person who can make her smile and blush without fail. Mayhaps I'll call her Arien, or Ari for short.
And of course I need another boy because I want to smush somebody up against Gale, that big nerd. Powerful educated bookish man needs........someone bordering on downright dastardly who will slowly open up and soften up oooooohhhhh. A rogue? A chaotic neutral rogue......who immediately likes Gale and goes "Oh shit I gotta be nice if I wanna be with this man." He needs an H name me thinks. Helthros has a nice ring to it. But I also feel an L name. Larkspell keeps coming to mind.
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scoots-canoe · 2 months
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22nd budokai-era Tien and yamcha as the meme with the guy floating down the hallway
And I really want to make a drawing of tien being hot with the caption "no wonder they call him TEN 😳" but i need to get better at drawing him first
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