#anyway... i love his smile so much...

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BEOMGYU || ACT : PROMISE - EP. 2 [250308]

[snailpass]

what do you think they're reading

[polinsated]

Tell me what to do. I will do everything. No. Tell me.

[mishiami]

good morning tetro community

@jubileedeeznuts-posting dragged me into this because he's a dastardly awful terrible unforgivable wretch and i HATE her

[elderwisp]

local college dropout pisses off his parents for the millionth time and runs off to small swedish town

[spicyvampire]

Great and Tyme being worried about each other

4MINUTES (2024) EP. 5

[jkvjimin]

STRONG BABIES 💪 | for @heybaetae [16/?] random gifs of maknae line cr. namuspromised

[firstkhao]

"I hope my best friends will be safe and happy, eat well, drink well, always get a good night's sleep, have plenty of choices, and meet friendly people. Even if we are miles apart, we will still shine when we don't see each other."

— WHEN I FLY TOWARDS YOU 当我飞奔向你 (2023) dir. Mao De Shu happy (belated) valentine's day dear nía ♡ @algtrs insp

[mrmeepsmadmind]

i love when ppl draw bumblebee like the happy little creachure he is but also i love when people draw bumblebee like he's had 500 beers in the last 1 hour and still the pain won't even ebb

[jadewritesficshere]

Grey

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Synopsis: Steve gets a wake up call from yall's daughter

Contents: talks of aging, kids being kids, references to smut but nothing explicit

Steve groans as his consciousness comes to. Something is hitting his face. Someone. Repeatedly.

Steve squints his bleary eyes open as a hand smacks him in the jaw again. A small smile appears on his face even though his jaw stings from the impact. "Morning," Steve's voice is still thick with sleep as he turns to look into brown eyes barely peeking over the edge of the bed.

A quiet voice repeats back ,"Morning," to Steve before arms reach up over the edge of the bed to try and grasp something. Small hands grab the blanket and tug it off of him slightly as the child attempts to climb up. At two and half, Amelia Joy Harrington can barely see above the edge of her parents' bed, let alone get on it.

Steve hoists Amelia up and sits her on his stomach. Steve winces as Amelia scrambles, a stray foot hitting his thigh precariously close to his crotch. Arms are thrown around his neck in a hug as Amelia lays her head against her dad's chest.

Steve feels like his heart could burst out of his chest from the joy he is feeling. A hug from his baby? The best way to wake up in the morning. Who cares if his jaw is still stinging and probably red, his little girl loves him.

Steve sighs in contentment. Steve holds his daughter close until she starts to fidget and wiggle. Amelia sits up and throws her hands in the air. "Happy Birthday!" She whispers excitedly, except she has no concept of how quiet a whisper should actually be and says it in a much too loud voice.

"What?" Steve asks, hand hovering near Amelia's side in case she slips. Amelia's eyebrows furrow as she pouts at him, a look that is an exact copy of you. Her arms slowly lower as she stares at Steve. "Happy Birthday. You old." Amelia pouts at him.

Steve blinks at Amelia in confusion but nods his head. First off, rude, he isn't that old. Steve isn't sure where she gets her unfiltered, blunt commentary (it absolutely isn't him). Second, it absolutely isn't his birthday. Not even close.

"Why uh...why is it my birthday?" Steve asks, unsure if Amelia fully understands the concept. Not sure if he can explain the idea of a birthday to a two (and a half) year old. "Grey." Amelia declares giving Steve whiplash. Before Steve can speak, Amelia points at the comforter," Blue." Steve smiles," Yes, blue."

Amelia points to her shirt," Green." Steve nods. Amelia taps under Steve's eye, lashes brushing against her finger causing him to close it. Steve hopes she doesn't attempt to actually poke his eye.

"Brown." Amelia declares. "Thats right." Steve grins, his girl is so smart. Amelia points to his temple," Grey." "That's ri- what?! No!" Steve's mouth drops open as Amelia giggles. "Uncle Dustbin says grey is old. Birthday makes old. Happy Birthday!"

The creak of the loose floorboard in the hall notifies Steve of your approach. You peek into the doorway of the room, seeing your two favorite people. One looking aghast and the other giggling at her father's reaction.

"What's going on in here?" You ask, leaning against the doorway. "Grey. Birthday." Amelia announces, like it explains everything. And it does in her little mind.

You hum in response, looking at your husband who seems lost for words. Amelia slides off of Steve and off the bed, Steve guiding her so her feet land on the ground absent-mindedly. He would never let her fall or get hurt. Or you.

Amelia half walks half dances in your direction. A prance in her step, she stops in front of you and grabs your hands. "It's daddy's birthday," She says before headbutting your leg. You chuckle and pat her head as she dances out of the room, in her own little world.

"You lying to my kid again?" You ask once Amelia is gone. Steve sputters as he sits up," I did not- our kid- did not lie." "Uh-huh, sure," you say sarcastically. Steve rolls his eyes at you as he gets up out of bed.

Steve stretches as he rocks on his feet, back cracking, before strolling over to you. "Good morning," Steve mumbles, hand landing on your hip. You hum back as he leans in and kisses you. Soft. Slow. Sweet. Leaving you longing for more as he pulls back.

"Love you," Steve says, fingers running along the waistband of your pants. "I love you too," you want to melt into him. Curl up in his arms and stay in this moment. Let the love and adoration fill the air around you.

"Do I look old?" Steve is the first to break the silence. Your brow furrows in confusion," huh?" "Amelia she," Steve huffs out a laugh," said I have grey hair." You chuckle as you bring a hand up, fingers threading through his hair," You have some but its nice." "Its nice huh?" "Makes you look distinguished. Handsome." You bite your lip and look up at him.

Steve knows that look. Knows it well. It's the look you gave him the first time you moved past just making out. The same look you gave him on your first anniversary. The same look you wore on your wedding night. The same look you gave before Amelia was conceived.

Steve can't help the smirk that spreads across his face. If getting old gives him that look, well, he won't complain.

"What about me?" You ask, batting your lashes. "Beautiful," Steve kisses your cheek," Gorgeous," he kisses the corner of your lips. He continues to alternate between kissing all over your face and praising you.

"My love," Steve whispers before kissing you softly on the lips. You sigh into the kiss, one hand tangling in his hair, the other trying to pull him closer.

A loud crash from the living room has you two pulling back from the sweet moment you stole. "What was that?" You call down the hall. "Nothing!" Amelia yells back, making you sigh but smile. Steve can't help but grin too. His life was a little hectic dealing with a rambunctious child, but he wouldn't trade it for the world. And he thinks, if life is like this, he can manage getting old with you. He wouldn't want it any other way.

[coldshrugs]

we're still right where we're supposed to be together through ups and the downs, dungeons and ivory towers

@froschkuss has blessed me with this lovely commission of io and estinien, i can't stop looking at it!

[royalarchivist]

Jaiden: Man, so you don't think you'll ever hatch? You're gonna be an Egg forever? Tiny little boiled Egg, if you knock on him it's not hollow.

Richarlyson: I like being a little egg tbh 0_0

Jaiden: That's fair! You don't wanna be a dragon? I mean... If you ever hatched, I think– it would just take so long to get used to.

Richarlyson: I mean, I am a bit scared imagine if I hatch and all my siblings are cool eggs and I am like one of those zombie horse things.

Jaiden: No, you're a dragon! You're all dragons! We know that for certain, that's like the only thing we know about you guys– or your origins– is that you're a dragon. 🐉

Jaiden: ...But maybe not anymore, 'cuz you're boiled. [Laughs] Little boiled Richas! 🥚

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Jaiden: Man, so you don't think you'll ever hatch? You're gonna be an Egg forever? Tiny little boiled Egg, if you knock on him it's- it's not hollow.

Richarlyson: I like being a little egg tbh 0_0

Jaiden: "You like being a little Egg, tbh"? That's fair. You don't wanna be a dragon? I mean... If you ever hatched, I- I think– it would just take so long to get used to.

Richarlyson: I mean, I am a bit scared imagine if I hatch and–

Jaiden: I wonder what that feeling is like.

Richarlyson: –all my siblings are cool eggs and I am like one of those zombie horse things.

Jaiden: No, you're a dragon! You're all dragons! We know that for certain, that's like the only thing we know about you guys– or your origins– is that you're a dragon. But maybe not anymore, 'cuz you're boiled. [Laughs] Little boiled Richas!

[While talking about whether Richarlyson is the youngest Egg or not]

Richarlyson: ami Pom had a lot of things 0_0 and she is very mature

Jaiden: Hm, that's true.

Richarlyson: I have a brazilian shirt AND A DREAM >:D

Jaiden: Yeah!!! [She does a dance emote] Yeah!

Richarlyson: I mean we all are like that no? Clothes and a dream

Jaiden: [She lies down next to him] You know how to say it, old wise boiled Richas. [Laughs] The century-old boiled Egg.

Richarlyson: I thanketh you, my wisdom shall travel the world

Jaiden: You should- you should do a TED Talk! You should- there should be a TED Talk night on the Island, and it should be only you, and you do the presentation, and we listen and we clap. Since you're so full of wisdom and boiled eggs.

Richarlyson: KKKKKKKKKKKK OMG

Jaiden: [Laughs] That could be fun though! Like, presentation night, where we all just have a fun time making random presentations and speeches. That'd be cute.

Jaiden: [Reading chat] "The TEGG Talk"? Whoa, the TEGG Talk! That's awesome! That's crazy.

[sketchy-tour]

He has!!! ARIVED!!!!!

He's here he's here he's here!!!!!! Safe and sound!!! We sat down and did some coloring together!!!!

And also made sure he met his new neighbors! Had a nice chat with my childhood stuffed animal! Asking all about what his new home is like. And of course, he had to meet Boober Fraggle!

Watched some Winnie the Pooh together! I think he really liked it. I hope he felt warm and welcomed in my home. A nice and cozy first day here!

[selfdesructs]

im waiting on all the creatives in the fandom to give me the mark and gemma fanfics and edits I need, im tired of the main fandom dominant discourse of “you don’t get it,” anytime anyone roots for mark being reunited with his WIFE, the central relationship that allowed the show to exist, like im happy innie mark and helly are expressing autonomy and their personhood is valid, but is it my fault dichen lachman stole the entire show for me by being that good and that adam scott played his outie with such constant, deep love and devotion to her like im sorry I just root for them more !!! (i though the season and finale were amazing)

[valkugo]

well, good luck, babe. you'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling.

[jiung-s]

P1harmony 1st win🏆- Killin' It Encore (240216)