#Dios🙏

[flowercrowngods]

Steve startles awake, disoriented and filled with a slight bout of panic — as always when he takes a nap that turns into five hours of deep sleep and catapults him right into the next dimension for a while there.

Heart racing, he blinks his dark bedroom into existence, and it takes him a while to realise where he is and what woke him up.

And then the landline phone on his nightstand rings again, and he exhales deeply before reaching for it with clumsy, sluggish movements.

“‘Ello?”

“Steve,” comes Eddie’s sing-song voice from the other end, washing over Steve in a soothing way that leaves him falling back into the pillows. He clutches the phone to his ear as he closes his eyes, the smile already forming at how happy Eddie sounds. He rarely sings Steve’s name like that. He should do it more often.

“Hi there.” His voice sounds like shit. Like he just took a — Jesus Christ, has it really been four hours? Well. He sounds exactly like someone who took a four-hour nap after a shit day at work would sound like.

There’s fumbling on the other end, but it stops suddenly. “Did I wake you? Shit man, I thought it was past nap time.”

“I don’t have nap time,” Steve grumbles, actually pouting at Eddie’s words and realising only a second too late how ridiculous he sounds.

“Sure, man, whatever you say. We all know you’re actually just a life-sized toddler.”

Steve sputters, sitting up against his headboard as he gradually wakes up. “Hey! Also, I don’t think you actually understand what life-sized means.”

“Yes, I do.”

Steve shakes his head at this ridiculous, ridiculous man. “What exactly do you think a non-life-sized toddler looks like, Eduardissimo?”

“Like Dustin.”

The answer is so quick and deadpan, Steve cannot contain the laugh that bursts out of him, waking him up quicker and gentler than anything else in the world could have, and he revels in the sound of Eddie joining him. He must look so smug right now, and so damn proud of himself. Steve wants to see him. Wants to kiss that smile right from his lips and replace it with something a lot more genuine.

“You’re an asshole,” he says instead, pulling his blanket further around him as he lifts his knees to sit more comfortably.

Eddie hums, still teasing somehow with just that noise, and Steve just can’t stop smiling. “You like me so much, Harrington.”

“Hmm,” he mirrors Eddie’s hum, but even he can hear the smile on his face. “Jury’s still out on that one, actually.”

“Any tendencies yet on the verdict?”

“Nope, they can’t decide.”

Eddie snorts at that, and Steve has no idea how that can sound so sweet. But it does. He buries his smile in his knees for a bit, the blanket hot around his burning cheeks. He’s hopeless.

“Well, let me know as soon as they do, yeah?”

“Will do,” he laughs, ruining all his attempts to sound solemn. “So what’s up? Why’d you call?”

“Oh!” And suddenly it’s like a switch has been flipped and Eddie doesn’t sound teasing and smug anymore, but instead just fucking giddy! “I have a bed now!”

Steve smiles at it. At that voice, that tone, that infectious emotion. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah!” More fumbling on the other end, and Steve can only imagine that Eddie is rolling around in his newly acquired bed.

Who’s the life-sized toddler now, hm?

“No more sleeping on the floor for this Munson boy, nuh-uh, my good sir! We are in possession of a bed now. A wooden bed, no fancy headboard or anything, just…”

“Just a bed,” Steve says, feeling like he’s about to burst into a million little particles of fondness and affection and the never-ending need to kiss Eddie. To hold him. To touch him in any way he can. “That’s great, Edsie.”

“It is, Stevesie.”

“Man, I hate you so much,” Steve squints at the ceiling and laughs, actually kicking his feet, the minute breeze providing a little relief for the heat in his face.

And Eddie has no business to sound so smug when he says, “Yeah, you do.”

A pause then, and it feels loaded even through the phone. Steve clutches it closer to his face, hoping stupidly that Eddie can feel it.

“You should come hate me in my new bed.”

Steve’s breath hitches, and his brain shuts off for a hot second there. Before he can overthink this, he decides to just… play along. And listen to what his heart has been telling him for months now.

“Oh yeah?” he asks, breathless still, but his whole body tingles with just these two words. With the possibility they bring. The offer that they are. The question. The everything that’s stored in them.

“Yeah,” Eddie says, and he sounds just as breathless. “I mean, if— If you want to?”

“I do.” Steve swallows. “Right, uh— Right now?”

“Whenever.” And it sounds more like an As soon as possible.

“Okay,” Steve breathes, scrambling out of bed as quickly as possible, pulling off his shirt with the phone still pressed to his ear, letting out an embarrassing noise as it gets tangled in a mess of cord and fabric. He scrambles to free it, almost dropping it in the process. “I’ll be there in thirty.”

“To come look at my new bed?”

“Sure.”

On the other end, Eddie laughs again, but he still sounds just as breathless as Steve does. Just as excited. As fragile. Just as many fucking things.

“Alright,” Eddie murmurs, though Steve can still hear the smile. “I’ll see you then.”

And then he hangs up before either of them can get lost in their own heads about this sudden certainty of change. Steve is grateful for the steady noise of the dial tone reminding him that this is happening. But that nothing has to happen.

It’s a nice bed, he finds hours later, fingers combing through Eddie’s hair who’s cuddling him half asleep. It’s the best fucking bed he’s ever seen, if only because it led to this.

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[lovesitcomsandgaystuffs]

[fujofailure]

la unica nude que no me importa que se filtre las del dibu dios feliz navidad y para los que hablan ingles merri crisma

[marinagail]

[jam-packed]

crazy how pretty enea is like damn dude save some for the rest of us

[emproleon]

hi ive been painfully obsessed with the idea of silver fox dio so please take a self ship scene redraw

[losjavis]

celebrando los 34 de javi🎈🍾

[vetmordrid]

[conociendomasconwh1]

Gracias DIOS

[bestutenacharactertournament]

Suzuki, Yamada and Tanaka were not included because the poll only had 12 options and i had 13 characters. They were chosen because they had the lowest percentage. If you don't agree, please tell me so!

[fujofailure]

A ver que onda la gente que me empezó a segui-🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢

[robyntherav3n]

ok y’all strap in cause i got some shit to say. can we PLEASE stop hating on the guys who animated strive’s story mode????

yes i know it looks bad but you gotta consider the fact that it was literally like. 4 or 5 people working on it during a PANDEMIC. ofc it wasn’t going to be breathtaking.

i don’t think some people realize how much effort goes into animating something, especially in 3d.

you can critique strive’s story mode all you want, i personally believe it has flaws in other aspects, but at least cut the animators some slack I BEG OF YOU 🙏

[manaosdeuwu]

SUICIDIO CANCELADO VOY A IR A VER A LOUTA 🔥🔥🔥🔥

[magiaveneno]

perdón a los team invierno pero que LINDO que es el calorcito, tomar tereré y licuados, descansar a la sombra, usar vestidos y remeras cortas, las frutillas con crema, tomar una cerveza bien fría a la tarde cuando cae el sol, simplemente el VERANO

[velvets-stuff]

Holi!

quiero preguntarte algo para hablar pero no se qué y no quiero meter presión en cuanto a sacar info de tus AUs/OCs así queeee..... ¿qué tal el clima? ☁(｡･ω･｡)☁

El clima?, buen supongo, el clima promedio esperado en latinoamerica, soleado, pero lo bueno es que no hay calor agobiante (o no todo el tiempo), entonces el clima esta bastante bien, nada sorprendente 😺, ¿y como anda el clima contigo Kazzy? 👀