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i want whatever fucked up relationship these two have
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trevor doodles and silly goofy trikey comics inspired by memes under the cut
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"i aint sittin on your lap, grabby hands"
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assorted trikeys. tracey “i hate my dad not cause he’s gay i just hate him”
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“How could I ever think? It’s funny how Everything you swore would never change is different now! Like you said, “You and me, make it through”, Didn’t quite, fell apart, WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?”
i dont really have any caption for this
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micheals mouth is censored for artistic purposes and not becaus i couldnt draw it trust
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Miracle
title from the song miracle by foo fighters
summary: after a long day at work, Steve wants nothing more than to see you.
tags: fluff, cuddling, showers, movies
word count: 683 | reader: gender neutral
requested by @dicinonka
You'd been at home most of that day, doing things around the house as you waited for your boyfriend Steve to arrive home from work.
It was around 10 pm when you decided to lie down on the couch in the living room, turning the TV on and watching whatever was on at that time. You'd been watching for about 10 minutes before you heard the front door swing open, and then slam shut with force.
You knew Steve would be tired and tense due to how late he'd come home, so you sat yourself up on the couch slightly, waiting for him to enter the room. When he entered, you could see how exhausted he was, rubbing a hand over his face before combing it through his hair.
Then his eyes landed on you, his face slightly softening. He walked toward you, stopping when he'd gotten to the end of the couch before gently dropping himself on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and resting his head against your chest.
You couldn't suppress the small smile that appeared on your face as you stroked a hand through his hair. "Rough day?" It was a stupid question that you already knew the answer to, but still wanted to ask anyway.
Steve only nodded his head against your chest, mumbling something tiredly. You wrapped your arms around him, holding him closer to you. "Wanna have a shower, put something comfy on, and watch a movie together?"
Steve lifted his head off your chest, looking up at you. "That would be amazing right now."
You smiled, and with that, you helped him get up from the couch before leading him into your shared bedroom, then to your connected bathroom. You helped him get out of his clothes before getting out of your own and stepping into the shower together.
You turned the water on, letting it warm up before the two of you stepped under it. Steve stood in front of you while you stood behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and holding him close as you rested your cheek against his shoulder. Steve wrapped his arms around yours, leaning back into your touch with a sigh.
The silence between you and Steve was comfortable and nice for a change, as Steve could never usually shut up. You stood in each other's arms for a while before you unwrapped yourself from his torso, reaching over to grab the bottle of shampoo that sat beside you before clicking the bottle open and squeezing some onto your hand.
You placed a hand on Steve's shoulder, gesturing for him to lean down a little so you could reach his head. He did, allowing you to place your hands in his hair and rub the shampoo into his scalp with soothing massages.
Steve let out a few hums, relaxing under your touch. When you had rubbed all the shampoo in, you stepped back slightly, allowing Steve to stand under the water as you washed the soap out of his hair.
Once he was done getting clean, the two of you stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around yourselves. Steve looked to you, a smile on his lips as he cupped a hand around your cheek, leaning down before connecting your lips in a soft kiss. It lasted a few seconds before you'd both pulled back.
The two of you had quickly dried yourselves off before getting changed into some comfy clothes, making your way into the living room, hand in hand as you lay down onto the couch together, Steve on the bottom and you on top as you rested your head against his chest.
Steve had turned the TV on, and the two of you had picked a movie. While watching the movie, Steve played with your hair, his chest moving underneath your head with every breath he took.
Eventually, the hand that was playing with your hair had gently fallen, and when you'd looked up, Steve was fast asleep. You decided to reach for the remote and switch the TV off, letting yourself also doze off in Steve's arms.
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Young trikey drawing I did last weekend. I’m working on requests, I just gotta study for a upcoming exam. 😭😭
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