#and found a little bee

[ca-d]

Hurricane/post tropical cyclone Lee 🌊

[starrystevie]

18+ | cw: public handjobs, coming in pants | crossposted on twitter

“are you okay?”

realistically, eddie knows the answer to steve’s question is no. he’s not okay. he’s sitting in a club booth hard as nails with a flush no doubt covering his whole body. he should say no, far from okay, but instead he says-

“yeah, of course im fine.”

steve brings the back of his hand to wipe at his brow, crinkling his eyebrows together in confusion as he flashes an all too well knowing smirk eddie’s way. 

“you sure?” he asks smartly, leaning over the table to grab his rum and coke. standing back up, he tilts his head. “you look a little… bothered.”

eddie narrows his eyes and looks back out to the dance floor to see the girl steve was just dancing with crossing her arms over her chest. she’s pretty, clearly thinking she was making headway with steve, probably making plans in her head about marriage and babies with freckled cheeks.

eddie sighs and slumps over the table, balances his head in his palm as he plants his elbow on the sticky table top. 

how is eddie supposed to tell him that no, he’s no where close to alright? his cock is leaking into his nice jeans and it’s all from the way steve looks as he grinds into a pretty girl. as he tilts his head back to let the neon lights bounce off his pretty sun kissed skin. as he threads a hand into his own sweaty hair to push it back off his forehead. as he threads a hand into her curly hair to keep her where he wants her. 

he has to stop thinking about it.

if he doesn’t, he’s going to cream his pants and that would make for an even worse evening. 

“im good, man. it’s just a little hot.”

steve nods absently as he sips at his drink, as he looks eddie dead in the eye. eddie sighs and steve smirks again. he’s well and truly fucked.

suddenly, steves sliding into the booth, arm coming up to rest behind eddie’s head. he sputters, floundering as steve gets closer, close enough that he can smell his sharp cologne mixed with sweat, a smell that drives him wild. 

“oh.” steve says simply.

eddie flicks his eyes up to meet steve’s to ask what he’s talking about only to find that he’s staring at his hard on. the humiliation that rushes through eddie must cloud his vision when he thinks he sees steve’s smirk get wider, all teeth like a wolf on the hunt.

“fuck.”

he’s been caught. eddie whispers the curse into the air of the crowded nightclub but steve still hears it. his fingers drop down to just barely graze eddie’s shoulder, causing him to shudder. 

steve huffs out a laugh. “looks like i was right, you are bothered.”

eddie groans and drops his head with his eyes closed. “yeah, yeah, laugh all you want.” if he was flushed earlier, it grows tenfold now. he can feel the heat emanating off of him, warm enough that he feels sick with it.

he wants a hole to open up and swallow him. he wants to run out the door and never look back, saying au revoir to the fairytale idea of ever being with steve. he wants to crawl into his bed and jerk himself off under his covers and think about how hot the humiliation is that runs through him when steve looks at him and-

“you want some help with that?”

eddie freezes. steve’s breath is hot against his ear as he leans down to yell over the music, his lips ghosting over the sensitive skin, the fingers that were teasing along the very tip of eddie’s shoulder pressing more intently into him.

“…do i want some help with what?” he murmurs, sliding his eyes open to glance at steve as he pulls back.

there’s something electric that zings through him as their eyes meet. the lights flash and steve is covered in red, glinting off his teeth like he could go in for the kill.

eddie thinks, knows, that he’d let him if he really wanted to.

“your little problem. or well-” steve breaks off and makes a clear look down, trailing his eyes slowly over eddie before bringing them back up to eddie’s face. “maybe not so little, huh?”

eddie blanches, a whine escaping him without his permission, something high and thready from the back of his throat. it’s a miracle steve can even hear it, but he does, taking it as the ‘fuck yes’ answer that it’s meant to be and sliding his hand down to rest on eddie’s thigh.

steve’s fingers tighten around eddie’s leg as he nods, the pressure quick and intense and enough to have him whining once more, shoulder slumping forward. he’s going to black out, he just knows it. his head is getting all foggy in anticipation.

when he looks down and sees just how hard steve’s breathing too, his chest expanding in time with the increasing pressure of his fingers, it all clicks in eddie’s head. this isn’t just for him like he thought it was. this isn’t just helping with his maybe not so little problem.

this is for steve, too.

once he realizes it, he sees the same realization wash over steve and the floodgates open. there’s a hand cupping his cock over his jeans as steve pulls the table closer to cover what they’re doing. it’s so much so fast and eddie takes in a gasping breath.

steve’s scooting somehow even closer to eddie until they’re pressed together hip to hip, chest to chest, with lips hot against eddie’s ear once more. eddie briefly wonders what they must look like but it’s dark enough that people aren’t looking over. not really.

if they did look over, they’d see eddie with his mouth agape, shoulders and head hunched forward as his friend must be saying something over the music. they wouldn’t see a hand working deliciously over him. they wouldn’t see the tongue flitting out to play with his earrings. they wouldn’t hear the absolute filth that steve is whispering that brings eddie closer and closer to the brink.

“god, i can’t wait to get my mouth on you,” he says and eddie feels like he can’t breathe, his hips bucking forward to chase after an embarrassingly fast orgasm. “think if you come in your pants, you can get it up again when we leave? want you to fuck me into the mattress until i’m fucking crying, til i'm begging for it. think you can do that?”

it’s too much. eddie turns his head and looks at steve with his lip pulled between his teeth. “what about her?”

he doesn’t have to clarify, they both know who he’s talking about. steve grins again as he quickens his hand. watches as red lights and bliss pass over eddie’s face.

“just wanted to make you jealous,” he breathes out, “she has your hair, y’know? wanted to feel like it was you against me.”

steve’s hand grinds into him once more and then his fingers are finding their way around his length in the denim, stroking him quickly. it's a bit too dry and it kind of hurts but they both correctly guess that eddie loves it a bit too dry, a bit too painful.

eddie chokes, eyes squeezing together as he comes in his pants like a goddamn teenager.

“there you go,” steve murmurs pressing a featherlight hidden kiss to his temple.

eddie jolts his hips through the aftershocks, unable to hide the whimpers that escape him. he doesn’t care about it, can’t care about it, not when steve picks up one of eddie’s hands to place on his own hard cock. he can feel a damp spot under his palm, and when he looks up at steve's face, he looks about as wrecked as eddie feels.

the only thing he can possibly say to steve is easy. “take me home. now.”

[mysicklove]

a couple months ago i made a post about little yuuji sending you photos of him crying when you and sukuna go on a date night and i found FINALLY the meme that made me think of that

[tending-the-hearth]

rewatched "t:rotb" last night and i'm back to thinking abt the diaz brothers and their found family of silly robots

specifically how much the line "your sacrifice will be our oath" is used in the movie, and it 100% becomes an inside joke for the group.

mirage gets a dent during training, and he's lamenting about it, and making a big stink, and being his usual dramatic self, and optimus, barely paying attention from where he's standing around with ironhide, will, epps, and noah, just mutters "your sacrifice will be our oath" in the most deadpanned voice, and the hanger just goes silent because no one is quite sure how to react, because it sounds like optimus just cracked a joke, and the autobots are just sort of... frozen and to everyone's shock it's primal who starts laughing first, a quiet chuckle that then has elena breaking into giggles, joined by cheetor and rhinox, and of course that sets off bumblebee and kris, the twin terrors cackling so hard that they have to sit down before they fall over.

arcee is trying valiantly to hide her laughter behind her sisters, and wheeljack isn't even laughing, he's just wheezing, and mirage is letting out an indignant shriek as he turns to look for noah's sympathy, but his human is holding onto optimus' shoulder and laughing so hard he's crying.

and every time one of the group tries to stop laughing, they inevitably hear optimus' own quiet laughter, and that sets them off again, especially when they see mirage sitting in the corner with a pout on his face (but his optics are twitching, and his shoulders are shaking, and he's trying so hard to not laugh because it's not funny! his chestplate has a dent!)

and idk maybe noah tells optimus that breanna wants to talk to him about the fact that he and the other autobots went radio silent for a decade, and optimus' face just sort of goes slack because the one thing that terrifies optimus prime is an "i'm not mad just disappointed" breanna diaz, and mirage just grins like a little shit and says "your sacrifice will be our oath" and that sets kris and noah off into hysterics while optimus just glares at mirage

[bmpmp3]

i feel so bad for cover singers who like to do a lot of anime music because rn one of the biggest anime openings to cover is Idol by Yoasobi which is hard enough to keep up with, like even if you can hit all the notes correctly you still have to figure out how to sell the speak-singing bits and thats a whole nother ballpark like dear god have you HEARD the sheer personality thats oozing from every note like the enunciations and the lilts and the subtle vocal fry like right before the ruby aqua bit in the “aida” like LISTEN

okay that was really tricky to cover but we made it. and now what if you really wanna get that SEO? what if you wanna do another cover, usually doing the ending song for a popular anime is fun too right? lets hope its not as difficult to sing at the opening- AND then you get hit with Mephisto by Queen Bee and you explode on impact

[geralds-little-art-corner]

Draw one of your favorite fictional characters

(If you want)

Space outlaw my beloved

[taylorswiftshipsbyler]

I didnt feel like writing a card for my mom's bday so instead I decorated the box that the chocolates I always get her come in☺️☺️

also. I can name all of the flowers/plants on here.

milkweed

lavender

sword ferns

jasmine

goldenrod

sunflowers

some random mushrooms in a plantain plant (plantains are actually really cool weeds that might grow in your yard. you can use them to soothe bug bites!)

violets

snapdragons

bleeding hearts

aloe

clover(like the little flowers)

virginia bluebells

and honeysuckle!!

and then there's also little bumblebees that I drew to fill up the empty spaces

[dont-offend-the-bees]

Dyou think the pheonix lore about being reborn from their own ashes applies to Arthur Parnassus? Dyou think at a ripe old age (probably having outlived Linus, given that he seems to be supernaturally youthful) he'll pass on from this life in a ripple of flames with Zoe standing vigil at his bedside, and she'll look down at the ashes to find a baby crying where her old friend was just lying? Dyou think she'll pick him up, bring him to see his kids -- the ones who are all grown visiting when they heard he was sick, the others still children all these years -- and they'll be sad, then confused, then happy because he gets to come back. And Sal will say it's their turn to look after him, now, and Talia -- still just a child by gnome standards, basically a moody teen -- will will take her turn holding the baby with utmost seriousness, because it's not every day you lose a dad and get him back as a baby brother but she won't let him down. Dyou think they'll wonder if they should even call him Arthur, maybe he'll be completely different this time around, but stick with it anyway -- if he wants to be someone different, they'll support him, but he should get to choose that for himself. Dyou think decades and decades after the first time, some other girl working her first summer job at the ice cream parlour will be scooping cherry flavour for a messy haired little boy with colourful socks once again.

[sojulia1114]

Oh my god one last thing my ex took me to outside lands and when we tried to watch lana del rey he laid down on the grass and had a “panic attack” (this was after months of him talking about how he didn’t like her) so we went to see foo fighters after a bit and he was FINE

[skyggsja]

🪰 ashy mining bee we found in the garden yesterday. before she died she seemed to have bitten or clutched onto a sheep hair that we use for mulch

[radioves]

mr. medical malpractice

hemlockheart was an rp character from wc : ft [arguably the best game btw. fuck ult and fuck the fact they locked the legacy version - but i will not be getting into that] that was a medicine cat apprentice and his entire character was that he would poison people by more or less spiking their herbs with toxic plants. no particular reason why he just felt like it

it started when he was an apprentice when he slipped some yarrow to someone just to see what would happen, which lead to him realizing “haha wait i am in complete control of these peoples lives. surely this discovery won’t have any repercussions on my ego and overall view of the worth of life.” yeah, about that

somehow nobody catches on over the years, and he ends up gaining his full medicine cat name via good ol fashion *~lying~*. it ends with him poisoning the new leader on their way to the moonstone, and when he comes back he attempts to call a meeting on tallrock to announce the leaders death, only to get a lightning bolt to the face and fucking die

also his existence got me mini-modded up the Ass because everyone threw a hissy fit over his name “not being in the prefix list” so i had to change it to hickory during the rp ☠️ i then proceeded to get threatened to be reported because everyone that was part of the rp left [cough* died *cough] and all the new people thought i was just being obtrusive. ahh forest territory my beloved how i miss you terribly

[bravevolunteer]

fear street michael worst camp counselor of all time

[bbeeohazardd]

go to watch a video about the death of Analogue Horror

it calls Marble Hornets an ARG and an Analogue Horror series

violence

[its-raining-cats]

Today was a great day, town pride festival with a friend I haven’t seen for months, bought a ton of cool stuff, saw some incredible performances, just had a ton of fun! I bought a ceramic bowl for no reason other than the fact that I liked it! I ate blue raspberry shaved ice! I saw my first drag show! I’m going to rant in the tags now bc I want to yell about it!

[loving-jack-kelly]

i don't ever skip class so that when something important comes up I can skip class and not feel bad abt it <3

[cy-cyborg]

I keep getting followed by people on bluesky with the same names as my retired and/or paediatric specilists (oh yeah, I'm on bluesky, btw lol). I go and look at their profiles, and it's definitely not them, but it's happened twice now, in a row. They aren't common names either, and they both have unusual spelling too, so it's even funnier.