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starsarefire824 · 7 months

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They have so much to talk about and yet Will can’t think of anything to say. He opens his mouth to speak. “I—” Will doesn’t get another word out because suddenly Mike’s mouth is on his, and he’s being shoved into the corner. He is pressed backwards into the bookshelf against the wall with a quiet thud and the strength of Mike’s kiss sucks the air right out of his lungs. Mike skims his hands gently along Will’s jaw and slides his tongue into his mouth, the magnificent sensation of him against his body making Will hum longingly. Somewhere in the back of his mind there are alarm bells screaming that this is completely reckless. They’ve had a horrible fight. Mike had said so many horrible things. He’s not well, and this is the very last thing in the world they should be doing! Someone could walk down the aisle at any moment. Anyone could see them. But Mike slides his hand down Will’s ribs towards his hip and presses his knee in between his legs, gently rendering Will’s mind completely silent except for how he’s completely overwhelmed by him, just like in the closet at the party. He instinctively grinds himself against Mike’s thigh and the sensation makes Mike groan low in his throat before abruptly reeling back. The throbbing ache Will feels at the loss of him makes his entire body jittery with frustration. They stand there staring at each other and trying to catch their breath, both looking wild and nervously glancing up and down the aisle to make sure no one has accidentally stumbled upon them. Will fixes his shirt and shoves his hands behind his back to keep from touching Mike, then shoves his head back against the books. He looks to the ceiling for comfort and when he peeks back at Mike, realizes he has been studying him. Mike smiles softly and his eyes slide down the length of Will’s exposed neck. He reaches out and hooks a finger at the collar of his old thermal, his gaze following it as he drags his finger ever so lightly over Will’s skin. Will eyelids flutter shut and he desperately tries to settle his heaving chest. He can’t for the life of him think of whatever it was he needed to say. Mike beats him to it. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, eyebrows going up in earnest. Will swallows an emotional hiccup. “I know,” he breathes. “I didn’t mean it,” Mike grits out pleadingly, tears springing to his eyes. They weigh heavily on his lashes like dew that sleeps on morning grass. Will grips tightly onto the shelf behind him to keep from reaching out to cradle Mike’s cheek in his palm. “I know,” he murmurs again. It makes Mike beam. He licks his lips and then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “You taste like apples.”

The Extension- Chapter 16 of Demons of Change and Wildlfower Eyes

#byler #byler moodboard #demons of change #mike wheeler #will byers #secret kisses #stranger things #byler fanfic #justmyname #my writing

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yungcrybby-anonymousbosch666 · 10 months

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Does anybody remember Secret Kisses? I wore the shit out of this color even tho I'm too dark for it. I kinda don't want to throw all this away.

#secret kisses #lipstick #make up

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himilce-persephoniea · 1 year

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Secretly Yours

Rating: Teen

Warnings: None

Bingo square: secret kisses

Summary: After a demonstration combat, Anakin and Obi-Wan can't fight the necessity to feel with each other, even if it's in the changing rooms where everyone can see them

I’ve never write something so quick. Imagine them all the time smiling. They are in love your honour 🥰

#obikinbingo23 #obikin rings #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #fluff #secret kisses #ao3 link #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #my writing

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lho-archive · 1 year

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Kissing in the barn

Drawn 06/08/21

#kissing #gay kiss #secret kisses #original character #sketch #pencil sketch #pencil drawing #sketchbook #artist on Tumblr

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my-maehem · 5 months

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Made a sequel to one of my most popular posts

Edit:

GUESS WHAT!

You can now get a matching shirt/sticker with your Elminster 🤲

#give the rizzard enough magical boots and kisses it’ll unlock this secret ending #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #gale bg3 #bg3 gale #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #bg3 elminster #dnd #bg3 shitpost

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biceratops7 · 5 months

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This, this fucking image...

It drives me insane, just activates something visceral, and I finally realized why. It's not just an appropriately placed close up shot to denote intimacy between Gabriel and Beelzebub, it's a fuck damn pov shot.

Gabriel is not dressed in accordance to his preferences, he is borrowing Aziraphale's clothes. And Beezlebub, well lets just say a black blazer is a black blazer, not exactly the easiest thing in the world to differentiate. Just looking at those hands joining, the individual identities of their owners melts away. The moment could have so easily belonged to Aziraphale and Crowley... and it's just- it's... it's just like the Rats of Nimh. They've seen this sign everyday for almost their whole lives, and have never once known what it says. They can make inferences, use context clues, wherever they are, it seems to be too so it must be about them, but they couldn't ever know for sure. Until one day, without warning, they looked at the words, and understood them.

And the sign communicated a way out.

Aziraphale and Crowley are the first of their kind. I don't think we really appreciate or understand how utterly unfathomable what they feel for each other is in their lived contexts, even to them. All this painful fear, all these lengths they go to, all to keep safe this precious experience they don't even have the language to name. It's not just unallowed, it's unreal. So then just imagine what the actual fuck they must be feeling when they see someone else... just fucking do it. Just like that. An angel and a demon. In love. Intimate, affectionate, in front of heaven, in front of hell, in front of humanity, in front of GOD, and She knows who the hell else.

For literally the first time, they’re seeing the things they feel for each other exist in others like them.

#so basically baby gays from Kansas seeing men kiss on cable for the first time lol #season 2 #good omens #2x06 #ineffable husbands #ineffable bureaucracy #aziraphale #crowley #beezlebub #Gabriel #secret of nimh reference #meta #analysis #biceratops

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hinamie · 4 days

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surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024

#my art #yuri on ice #yuri!!! on ice #yoi #fanart #katsuki yuuri #victor nikiforov #victuuri #yoi fanart #this was the secret 4th thing that lost the poll jdsfgsdfjj #id been thinking about doing a tribute since getting that one ask but i didn't anticipate how Into it i would get once i started #the way i flew through this piece .. just over 1 day??? insane #yuri is /that/ ingrained in my muscle memory #I was looking at refs and ?? id forgotten how wild this show was #we just got all of that?? a pole dance a proposal a kiss a pair skate....and it was ALL canon? incredible #AND YEAH UNPROMPTED HISTORY MAKER PLAYS IN MY YT MIX #dean fujioka jumpscare #also looking back at my old yoi pieces was so wild. that ws really 8 years ago huh.#little bit of an ego boost looking at how far ive come #but also im just grateful idk sry 2 b sappy on main #i hope 16 year old me is happy that i did this bc im happy i did this #edit bc i forgot a bunch of white outline i am a fraud

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spacessie · 1 month

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they are silly and love each other

#twitter really likes this one #ive found the secret to fame and fortune and its huskerdust kissing #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #angel dust #angel dust hazbin hotel #husk #husk hazbin hotel #huskerdust #fanart #hellaverse #digital art #drawing #clip studio paint

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chubs-deuce · 2 months

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unstoppable force vs immovable object is one of my favorite dynamics

#I am a secret third thing: I can make them kiss #also this reads a little out of order bc the meme format doesn't sound right otherwise but the first sentence is charlie the second is Al #charlastor #radiobelle #hazbin hotel #alastor #charlie morningstar #fanart #sketch #my art #art #digital art #just realized right after posting that I forgot his monocle again- whatever it's not like he looks consistent in my style anyways lol

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kkoct-ik · 5 months

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absolutely insane i get to draw headscarves again

#kostik draws #secret life #secret life fanart #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #gtwscar #fanart #hes so prettyyyyyyyfnfbhhf #using every muscle in my body to hold back from gushing about how much i need him #whatever !!!!!!#i love drawing patterned scarves. hes just like meeeeeee #gnc king. kisses his forehead. sends him out to the masses #update tumblr killed the quality on click im devastated . its ok im fine . doesnt even get to me #if you want a higher quality face for pfp send me an ask thumbsup

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hairmetal666 · 11 months

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Never in a million years did Steve Harrington think he'd be standing in the drama club room in front of Eddie the Freak--who's sitting on a goddamn throne with his full lips pulled into a smug grin--asking to be taught how to play Dorks and Goblins. Yet, here he is, face a burning shade of crimson, as he explains for the sixth time what, exactly, he needs.

"Munson, it's not that hard. Henderson wants me to play in the--the game thingy they're doing when Will is home for a visit."

"Yeah, Harrington, and I stop listening every time you call it a game thingy. You obviously don't care about this at all, so why should I waste my time helping you?"

Steve rolls his eyes. "What if I pay you?"

Munson's face goes through a complicated series of changes before falling into a neutral mask, no smirk or teasing smile to be found. "You'll pay me to teach you dnd? Are you fucking kidding?"

"No?' Steve draws a hand through his hair, watches as Munson's dark eyes track the movement. "I thought you might help me out cause those kids never shut-up about you, but I'm willing to put money on it."

"Huh," Eddie says. He steeples his fingers under his chin. "Maybe I misjudged you, Harrington."

Steve lets himself smile at this. "I don't think you did. I don't give a shit about this game."

"Didn't take you for one to have a bunch of nerdy child friends."

"I'm their babysitter," he says, realizes immediately it was a mistake.

Eddie cackles until it turns into a full-bodied laugh, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. "You are something else, Harrington," he manages.

For his part, Steve hopes Munson hasn't noticed how bright red his face is. "Does that mean you'll help me?"

"I guess," he rolls his eyes. "But if you're just screwing around, I'm out."

"No, yeah, totally," Steve nods too hard, sends his hair cascading into his face. "Sounds good. How much?"

"Huh?" Eddie tilts his face up, giving Steve a perfect view of the smattering of faint freckles across the bridge of his nose.

"I said I'd pay you. What's the going rate for dnd lessons?"

"Oh, nah, free of charge, Harrington. Henderson would eat me alive if he knew I made you pay."

The smile they share is soft, tentative, and Steve doesn't notice the swathes of pink decorating Eddie's pale cheekbones.

---

They meet up in the drama room after the last bell. Eddie is waiting on the throne with his feet propped on the table, sipping a Mt. Dew. His eyes widen when Steve walks into the room.

"You're on time," he says.

Steve scoffs. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Eddie shrugs, sets his feet on the floor. "Just wasn't aware that the King put a lot of stock in punctuality."

"C'mon, man, I'm trying not to be that guy, and I'm definitely not king of anything. Unless maybe it's Family Video, but even then, that's Robin."

"You're kind of weird, Harrington, you know that?" Eddie's dimples bracket his smile. The sight does weird things in Steve's chest.

"I've been told, yeah." Steve smiles back. "Where do we start?"

They start with dice, with a character sheet.

"Chaotic-good human Paladin?" Eddie asks.

He shrugs. "That's what Dustin keeps screaming at me. I got no idea what any of it means."

"That's not entirely true," Eddie says. "You've kept up with me so far."

"Yeah, that's you. Dustin rambles and then accuses me of not listening when it's over my head. When he goes on long enough, I start to get a headache right here," Steve rubs the spot between his eyes.

"That kid," Eddie says with the right combination of affection and frustration. "I don't know, you seem to have picked up on some of the stuff he said. You have a solid idea on gameplay, at least. I'd say you're doing pretty good."

"Thanks," Steve laughs. "No migraine yet, so that's a point in your favor."

"Migraines?"

"Head trauma."

"Byers?"

"And Hargrove."

"That was Hargrove?" Eddie asks.

"Hit me in the head with a plate."

"What the fuck."

"He was pissed that Max was friends with Lucas. He came after them. I couldn't just let him--I think he would've killed Lucas."

Eddie nods, hands fiddling with a die. "No wonder those kids love you," he says.

"We've been through some shit together."

"Guess it makes more sense why you wanted to learn dnd."

"As much as it pains me to admit," Steve rolls his eyes. "I love to make those little shitheads happy."

"Well, based on the way they talk about you, you succeed."

"You too, you know?" Steve offers. "All I've heard about the last three months is 'Eddie's so cool,' 'Hellfire's so fun.'"

"Jealous?" Eddie laughs.

"Completely," Steve admits.

"Don't worry, Harrington, I'll make a nerd out of you yet."

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They meetup after school every day they can over the next two weeks. At first, Steve is surprised that he doesn't really mind spending so much time with Munson, that he actually, kind of, has fun. And the more time they spend together, the more Eddie infiltrates his space. Leans into Steve's side as they sit next to each other, brushes their hands together, hovers over his shoulder, faces nearly touching, as he checks stuff on Steve's character sheet.

It makes Steve feel--well, it makes him think of what it would be like to run his fingers through the soft gloss of Eddie's curls; wonders what that plump mouth would be like pressed against his own; can't stop thinking about if Eddie is as vocal in bed as he is everywhere else. He knows he also likes guys, has for a while, but he's never in his life wanted someone this viscerally; so much he can feel the ache of it in his teeth.

It's the last day before the campaign for Will, and Steve is fucking sad. He thinks maybe Eddie is too. He's at least quieter than normal, explanations not at their usual fever pitch. An hour before they usually call it quits, he claps his hands together (too gently, too unlike himself), says, "That's it, Harrington. You're not going to be more ready than this."

"Right," Steve says. Can't help his eyes from darting over Eddie's face, aching to know what he's thinking. "You'll be there tomorrow?"

Eddie bends his head over his notebooks. "Nah, I don't need to intrude."

"But--"

"It's okay, Stevie. I get that it's family only." He looks like he really means it, but his eyes are sad, don't shine like they should.

Steve doesn't know what to say to that, just nods, and then there's nothing else. They stare at each other for a few very long, quiet seconds, before Eddie says, "I'll see you around, Harrington."

"Right, yeah. You too." And he walks out of the drama room with the heaviest heart he thinks he's ever had.

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Steve thinks he won't miss Eddie. That if he doesn't dwell on those hours spent with Eddie, learning dnd, that the missing will go away.

It doesn't.

Which is how he finds himself back at the high school on Wednesday, standing in front of the drama room door, willing himself to go inside. Eddie's on the throne, the typical notebooks and binders and Mt. Dew cans clustered around him, but he's not engrossed in imagining up a new campaign for Hellfire. No, his head is in his hands, knees drawn up to his chest.

"Eddie?" Steve asks.

His head pops up, and even in the low light, Steve notices the silvery tracks of tears down his cheeks.

"Steve! What are you--" he hastily wipes at his face with his shirt sleeve. "What are you doing here?"

Steve's acting only on instinct, crossing the room and dropping to his knees, taking Eddie's jaw between his palms, thumbing away the wetness on his cheeks.

"Did someone hurt you?" he asks.

Eddie's laugh is wet. "Nah, Harrington. I only have myself to blame for this one."

"Can I do anything?"

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Sorry?"

"You, Steve Harrington, kind and compassionate? Learn dnd to make your little nerd friends happy? Who are you?"

"I'm just me, man," Steve blushes. "But, uh, I came to thank you." He's still holding Eddie's face in his hands, can't help but notice the way he flushes, how his dark eyes dart away from Steve's.

"I really liked hanging out with you," Steve says. This close to Eddie, his mind doesn't quite feel like his own. All he can think of is big eyes, soft curls, full lips.

"Yo--you did?"

"So much," Steve whispers. He doesn't quite remember moving, but now their foreheads are pressed together, warm breath mingling, lips almost, almost touching.

"I liked it too," Eddie breathes. After a few seconds, he laughs. "Knew I'd make a nerd out of you, Harrington."

"Shut-up," Steve laughs.

"Make me," Eddie says, and it's just that easy. Steve crosses the space still separating them, presses his mouth against Eddie's.

The kiss is slow, exploratory, the gentle discovery of how they fit together, the promise of all the things they can do in the future, all the pleasure they can bring.

"I'm not a nerd," Steve says when they part.

"No, you're right. You're like a nerd by marriage. Nerd-in-law," Eddie giggles. His eyes are bright, face pink, the most beautiful thing Steve has ever seen.

"Shut-up," Steve giggles right back.

Eddie raises an eyebrow, the dare obvious, and Steve doesn't hesitate to kiss him again.

"You wanna get out of here?" Steve asks when they part, significantly more breathless, jeans significantly tighter, than when he arrived.

"You're gonna have to role persuasion for that, Stevie," Eddie smirks.

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #fluff #ficlet #oneshot #dnd lessons #falling in love #mutual pining #eddie's down so bad #first kiss #secret nerd steve harrington #i don't know anything about dnd actually so sorry if it's wrong #strangers to friends to lovers #alternate first meeting #big eyes soft curls full lips can't lose #“shut up” “make me” is a love language

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braxiatel · 6 days

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Secretly a watcher!Grian/secretly a shapeshifter!Mumbo Grumbo fic Mumbo walks in on Grian in his true biblical angel form and for one terrible moment Grian thinks he’s going to be scared and possibly have his brain implode because he isn’t built to comprehend things in half of the dimensions Grian exists in right now, and instead Mumbo is just like “oh sick, dude! Me too!” And turns into an even weirder, more non-euclidean form to match Grian

#and then they kiss in all 26.72 dimensions #hermitcraft #hermitshipping #grumbo #mumbo jumbo #Grian #mcyt #trafficshipping #secret life #the void collection

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a-dauntless-daffodil · 1 month

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is it gay to collect lots of lore on your new girlfriend, make it into a binder, and then hide it under your shared bed where she will absolutely never find it???

Vaggie: "Charlie? Uh, quick cleaning question."

Charlie: "Hmmmm yeah??"

Vaggie: "So I was looking under the bed-"

Charlie: "Under the b-" (LEAPS across the room) "-NO WAIT LEMME DO THA-"

Vaggie: "-and there's this binder, with my name on it."

Charlie: "AHH!!"

Vaggie: "In your handwriting?"

Charlie: "AAHHHH!!!!"

Vaggie: "It's about the size and thickness of a telephone book-"

Charlie: "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH....!!!!"

Vaggie: "Babe. Do I wanna know."

Charlie: "IT'S NOTHING CREEPY OR WEIRD I SWEAR!!!!!"

Vaggie: "... that honestly just makes it weirder. What's even left?"

Charlie: "Normal stuff! Just, normal everyday Vaggie-related observations! In alphabetical order. And. Cross filed by category and sub grouping, for quick reference."

Vaggie: "..."

Vaggie: "You've made a reference book on me."

Charlie: "Okay, now when you say it like THAT it sounds WEIRD!"

Vaggie: "Any, uh, particular reason you're doing this?"

Charlie: "My brain likes knowing things about you. I mean, I like knowing things about you."

Vaggie: "What... kinda things?"

Charlie: "Can I see the binder? Thanks." (pages through) "Ah-hem. Things Vaggie doesn't like! Not having wings, back pain, back pain from not having wings anymore, people being rude to me, not stabbing people who're being maybe a bit rude even though she really wants to, leaving her spear at home on dates so she doesn't stab people with it, stuff being messy even though she tries to hide how grumpy it makes her when I don't fold the towels up again, guitarists, swords, angels, any mention of heaven-"

Vaggie: (sweating) "H-how 'bout some examples from another category, sweetie?"

Charlie: "Right! Ummm- okay. Things Vaggie likes! High places! Backrubs- especially after she's slept wrong again because we cuddled the wrong way during the night oops- the way her hair looks now it's growing out long! Long gloves and thigh high stockings! Cleaning! Doing stuff together- like tidying up our room! Buying me binders so I can keep my notes together instead of stacking them piles in our room! Threatening people! Threatening people specifically with-"

Charlie: (growling) "Her. Spear."

Vaggie: "What?"

Charlie: "Nothing!" (goes back to smiling) "Holding hands!- with me. Snuggling!- with me. Kisses!- again specifically with me. Staring up at the light of heaven from high places-!"

Vaggie: "And you."

Charlie: "-and me! ...And me?"

Vaggie: "I like staring at you, too."

Charlie: "....."

Charlie: "Can you- hold on just ONE moment I- I need to make a note and, for that I need a glitter pen..."

Vaggie: "You're writing all this down in glitter pen?"

Charlie: "I want it to be cute! Like you!!!"

Vaggie: "And I kinda wanna kiss you."

Charlie: "You- because of the, weird non-creepy binder thing??"

Vaggie: "Yep."

Charlie: "....Noted!!!" (snaps binder SHUT) "I can totally make the actual notes later though, you know, if you want to do the kissing thing right now inste- Mmf!"

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #chaggie #vaggie #incorrect quotes #silly headcanons #charlie generates a lot of thoughts and insights #what if vaggie “doesn't like messes” introduced her to the idea of organizing all those notes and thoughts #and it was super effective?#and maybe they kissed about it a little?#(and charlie looks back on her notes later like HER SECRET WAS THERE THE WHOLE TIME ARE YOU /KIDDING ME/?!?!)

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