#<-platonically in this case

[cocoabubbelle-newblog]

*Scogue beginning stages of dating*

Rogue: *thinks* nah, Ah don’t think Scott and I really use pet names.

Kitty: *skeptical*

Kurt: *poofing into conversation all oblivious* Hey, Rogue, vat did you put in our tea ze otter day again?

Rogue: Sugah

Scott: *stops his convo with Evan* Yeah, Honey?

Rogue:

Kitty:

Kurt:

Evan:

Scott:

Kurtty: *slow evil identical grins*

[canisalbus]

✦ Stealing from the trees of Eden ✦

[pierremcguire]

[plant-cell-park]

they make me ill.

[koolaidashley]

I can’t sleep

[sunlight-shunlight]

so, i had these hand pose references... and... there is no excuse beyond that. woe. weird anchor interactions be upon ye.

[hobiiiebrown]

lol

[imreallyonthishellsite]

People with siblings or know a pair of siblings I've got a question for you

the other day I had a conversation with a guy who said sibling friendships don't really count bc that's family and I'm just like, ??? yeah that's my family but I can also like my sister as a person and have a friendship with her. So I'm just curious to see what the general vibe here is.

btw the "it's complicated" option is for ppl who are either estranged siblings, parenting their siblings, or some other issue they've got going on not any weird freak shit(ifkyk)

Anyways choose your option and if want you can explain in the tags

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

it’s missing shadow hours

[catsharky]

Yeah I was right and there was no way I was getting the rest of this done without making you all wait another month or two, so I just went to the next good break point. We're officially past the halfway point with Astarion though, so not too much longer before you actually get to see Rolan again!

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[orangenlied]

ok aber es trifft mich immer wieder wie gut adam einfach in seinem inneren ist. ja er ist abweisend und schroff und manchmal, gelegentlich, oft, nen arschloch und dann nimmt er leos präsenz in seinem leben wieder viel zu selbstverständlich ABER- aber. seine mutter wirft ihm schreckliche dinge an den kopf, dass er wie sein vater sei obwohl er aktiv versucht das genaue gegenteil zu sein, und dass er wiedergekommen ist wegen ihr obwohl sie seine ganze kindheit passiv zugesehen hat wie sein vater ihn gequält hat, aber die sekunde in der sie zusammenzuckt als er auf sie zugeht- dann schreit er sie nicht an, oder sonst was.

er küsst sie auf die stirn. er sagt 'hab dich lieb'. er ist sanft. er hat es wochen, monate in dem bunker ausgehalten damit sie nicht allein ist.

er tanzt mit pia in einem brunnen walzer weil er nicht weiß wann sie das letzte mal ne nacht durchgeschlafen hat und sie weiß es wahrscheinlich auch nicht mehr. er teilt gummibärchen und glückskekse mit ihr und macht sich zum deppen weil er sie das erste mal seit ner weile wieder richtig lachen gehört hat. er beantwortet ihre fragen, so gut es geht. obwohl er nicht weiß warum sie fragt. obwohl es weh tut an die vergangenheit zu denken.

er versucht so sehr gut zu sein und nicht wie sein vater und er will menschen beschützen nicht zerstören und er will alles richtig machen und jedes mal enttäuscht er wieder irgendwen oder bringt die anderen in gefahr. aber er will gut sein, so offensichtlich und erbärmlich, dass es wahrscheinlich fett auf seiner stirn geschrieben steht. und dabei merkt er nicht dass er es schon die ganze zeit ist. sorry. sorry.

[valkavavaart]

been playing hit psp game crisis core. why doesn't the big soldier simply eat the little soldier.

[morganbritton132]

Steve and Robin should always be on the same shift. It will annoy all their coworkers for sure but it won’t annoy them as much as when Steve and Robin are not working together.

[kelddaa]

light of my life

(injured scar version below cut) ( tw // blood)

[steviesbicrisis]

A Barbie AU where the Kens decide, in order to get some recognition, to get individual names.

Steve, who’s just a Ken very good with kids, is having an identity crisis after his Barbie, journalist Barbie, broke up with him.

Not even picking a name as unique and special as Steve, so much different than Ken, managed to cheer him up.

Everyone keeps saying he should be happy about the change, and discover who he is outside of Barbie’s orbit, but he can’t see what was so wrong in their relationship. He loved waiting all day for Barbie to look at him, even if it was for a brief second.

As if going through an existential crisis wasn't enough, he has to do it under the constant mocking of his archnemesis, Ke- Eddie.

Eddie, with his long curly and annoyingly gorgeous hair, who has a sense of style he would give all of his rollerblades for, and who's always there to notice whenever Steve makes a mistake.

Eddie even has his Barbie still by his side, cheerleader Barbie, and every time Steve sees them together he gets a sick feeling in his stomach, like a tummy ache. Doctor Barbie visited him a couple of times and found nothing wrong with him, he imagines he's a little jealous of Eddie for being with a Barbie.

Steve talks about this with Polyglot Barbie, his best friend, annoying her to death.

"Why are we talking about Ken, again?" she interrupts Steve's retelling of his last encounter with Eddie.

"It's Eddie" Steve corrects her.

"Right," she nods. She's very supportive of their silly-name-thing (how most Barbies call it), but she still has trouble remembering all the names, "why are we still talking about him?"

They're hanging out at the park, sitting under a tree, Barbie's leg on top of his, and they're holding hands. It's nice. Steve is happy to have a best friend like Barbie.

Steve looks up, meeting Eddie's gaze. He's sitting at one of the picnic tables not far away from them, doing nothing besides glaring at Steve.

Barbie squeezes his hand to get his attention back, and Steve looks away.

"Because he keeps tormenting me! he's even glaring at me right now, I'm gonna get stress wrinkles!" Steve finally replies, in a distressed tone.

"You're being dramatic," she says, matter-of-factly, "Eddie isn't so bad with you. You know, he kinda treats you like his Barbie."

If Steve had a beating heart, it probably would've stopped right at this second.

"What?"

"You know, he's always looking for you, he is always giddy whenever you give him a crumble of attention. He hangs out where you hang out... why do you think he's sitting all alone at a picnic table, just staring at you?"

"Maybe he's waiting for his girlfriend" he suggests.

"Are you talking about Cheerleader Barbie?" she giggles, "she's not his girlfriend, trust me."

"But he picks on me! all the time! Like this morning, I tripped and he made a comment about my legs!" He gestures at his legs with his free hand.

Barbie tilts her head to the side "you mean this morning at the beach when he held you in his arms for ten minutes to prevent you from falling and Barbie had to tell him to let you go?"

"… yeah” he manages to say. He hadn’t realized how long Eddie held him in his arms, he was upset about almost falling in front of him, but he also liked the feeling of his arms around him.

Everything feels different now.

Barbie's look softens "How does this make you feel?"

"I don't know" he answers, honestly "I just can't stop thinking about him."

A loud noise at their right startles them off of their conversation. They turn around to see Eddie lying on the floor, a trash can at his feet.

Steve doesn't give himself the time to realize that Eddie has probably heard their entire conversation and has tripped on that trash can because of it, he just rushes to Eddie's side to help him out.

Eddie stammers while Steve pulls him back up, not making much sense.

Steve is used to see Eddie as an intimidating guy, someone to compete with for Barbie’s attention. He never realized how much he liked to have Eddie’s attention instead, nor how he loved to give that attention back in equal amount.

“Nice legs” he tells him, repeating the same words Eddie told him that morning.

Eddie stops his incoherent stream of words when he hears him “what?”

“You heard me” Steve says.

“I did” Eddie admits. He pulls the trash can back up, to have an excuse to not look at Steve when he asks “you can’t stop thinking about me?”

For some reason, that’s the easiest question Steve has ever had to answer to “yes, I can’t.”

Eddie jolts back up startling Steve, the trash can falling out of his hands and hitting the ground once again.

“Cool” he says, using all of his willpower to hide his excitement by keeping a relaxed face, failing miserably.

“I guess” Steve grins. Knowing he has that effect on Eddie is making him the most confident he has ever felt in his life.

“So, since you can’t stop thinking about me…” Eddie repeats, in a tone that Steve would’ve mistaken for a mocking one until few hours ago “…we could hang out on the beach later. I’ll bring my guitar.”

“I’ll bring mine too then” Steve replies immediately.

Eddie panics “We can’t both have a guitar!”

Steve crosses his arms on his chest “who says that?”

Eddie opens and closes his mouth a couple of times then mutters, defeated, “fine.”

“Great!” Steve takes a step forward and gives Eddie a peck on his cheek “I’ll see you later.”

Eddie, who makes a face again trying to hide his excitement, nods and turns away “cool.”

He walks away slowly, towards the park’s exit. Right by the gate, he throws himself into an hedge. Steve can clearly hear him when he screams words along the lines of “FINALLY”, “I HAVE A DATE” and “SUBLIME”.

Steve turns to Robin who has witnessed the whole thing, while Eddie is still screaming random words from the bushes.

“I think I’m in love.”

[beddybites]

big fan of obanai and sanemi being two of the hardest people to talk to when obanai is five feet tall and sanemi never knows when to shut up