#grabbags

[buriedwithoutceremony]

Any book recommendations? I am literarily starved rn, tis fine if you have none.

Aaaah random things to come to mind!!

Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead - Olga Tokarczuk

Artemis - Andy Weir

Annihilation - Jeff Vandermeer

Luck in the Shadows - Lynn Flewelling

[fideidefenswhore]

maybe it’s ok that BE was cancelled.

[mothgutz236]

I ordered the youtooz Sun and Moon plushies a while ago...

Moon is still on the way and will be here later today buuut..

SUNNY IS HEREEE :D

Carefully hold tiny husband

He jingles too!

SUCH WHIMSY!!! SUCH JOY!!!

I will add Moon to this when he gets here :3

[mooot]

i have finally made enough (sort of) to (almost) fill one of these goddamn year in art things

the may overlap is down to that one getting finished right before june and uhhhh don't worry about september through november its close enough, if you spread them out a bit its fine

december was just a complete write off lol

"whats with the title" i couldn't be bothered to find one with the right year on it. i'm the best

[v-a-t-i-o]

enjoying spirit horizons board game mechanically but the execution of the theming through the artwork is sooo disappointing / disrespectful

[izzythehutt]

What are your book recommendations?

This is WAY too broad of a question. I could answer it with literally anything.

The Bible. Jane Eyre. My Antonia. Propaganda: The Formation of Men's Attitudes.

[kitschywitsch]

An office doll is such a good idea.

[gametal-tournament]

GaMetal Tournament Round 1 Match 66

GaMedley

Grabbag (Duke Nukem)

[libidinous-hellion]

// if you ever open a candy and think "this smells like a lowes" don't put it in your mouth

[unblemisheddesertflower]

AU starter calllll!

[cuntressa]

sorry. i dont intend to make 5 million long posts about batman but i needed that particular truth o mine put on my blog. most of my art is centrally about goofy black people who are crazysexyevil and human and t4tbeef that structurally changes the world. enjoy what i post of them while it catches my eye <3 all love

[cypric-rat-hyperfixation]

[pentagramcityships]

what if i just start calling one of my secret f/os by name but like the name people don’t know him by. hes a performer and is mostly known for his stage name. what if i just started regular naming him

[quietwingsinthesky]

OH SO THIS TIME CASTIEL BEATS DEAN UP UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF MIND CONTROL, IT ISN'T HIS FAULT BUT WHEN NAOMI FORCES HIM TO DO IT, DEAN GETS PISSED ABOUT THAT???

[dual1pa]

"you're gonna make me fall in love with you"

steve harrington x reader using she/her pronouns

A/N: ahh the sweet smell of a best friends to lovers fic <3

WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY PLEASE !! language, swimming in underwear (both reader & steve) kissing w/ tongue, boob grabbage, missionary position but no smut occurs

(doesn't follow plot of Stranger Things)

She placed her Converse-covered feet on the leather seat of her best friend, Steve Harrington's beat-up Chevy. He received the "piece of shit car," as he would say, from his parents as a graduation present years ago. It was originally his father's work truck, but he no longer needed it.

"At least you have a car, son," he told him.

All her attention was outside of the car as Steve drove them to their favorite spot at the lake. It seemed as if no one knew it existed since there was never a soul in sight, which was great for the two of them to get away from the hustle and bustle of their small town of Hawkins, Indiana.

The scenery of the drive there was something else - especially at sundown after a warm summer day when the sky was filled with yellow, orange, pink, and purple.

As her hair blew from the open window, she hummed along to Tiffany's 'I Think We're Alone Now' as Steve tapped his hands to the beat of the song on the steering wheel.

Steve pulled into a rocky area where he normally parks the car, went to grab a blanket out of the trunk, and led her to their favorite spot.

Normally, they didn't swim in the water, just lay on the fuzzy blanket, listened to the water and their favorite tunes from Steve’s portable radio, and stared up at the stars.

She and Seve have been friends since middle school, yes, even though his King Steve era where he thought he was better than everyone.

The two of them rarely had fights, and when they did, they quickly made up and went out to get ice cream or head to their favorite spot on the lake.

They found their spot on accident after participating in an extra credit assignment for Ms. Taylor's science class - since the both of them were failing at the time.

Now, a year later, they considered the spot theirs.

Just like usual, empty.

Steve tried his best to lay the teal blanket down flat, but the grass made it difficult.

She laid down first, then Steve. He watched her figure out her next thought as she stared up into the cloudless sky.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, resting his body on his arm.

She turned her head to lock eyes with him and smiled, "I kinda wanna go swimming."

"I didn't bring a swimsuit," Steve sighed.

She chuckled, "Neither did I," quickly getting up and stripping off her T-shirt and jean shorts, leaving her in a bra and underwear.

Steve had seen her change a dozen times and she could care less as she had no shame about her body.

Without waiting for her friend, she ran into the cold but refreshing water. She dove under the small waves and resurfaced to find steve shoving his pants off, leaving him in plaid boxers.

Once he caught up to her, they enjoyed the water for a while longer then went to air dry on the blanket.

Steve reached for the radio to find a station playing a song they both liked. as if it was fate, one of their favorites played softly through the speaker.

He got up and started dancing and singing the lyrics, urging her to come join him on the imaginary dance floor.

She grabbed his hand to help her off the cozy blanket, grabbed her waist and started swaying back and forth. If she was honest with herself, she could picture a life with Steve.

She could imagine traveling with Steve, purchasing a home with him in the suburbs.

She pictured buying a cute little 3 bedroom home in the Indiana suburbs - definitely away from Hawkins. She pictured the bright green grass and being surrounded by nice neighbors and even getting a pet.

She pictured starting a family with him, though, she would never tell him that, unless the time was right.

Back in the moment, she couldn’t stop laughing at Steve’s horrible singing.

“stop it,” she leaned her head back and let out a loud laugh

“stop what? singing?” he didn’t listen and kept singing along.

“you’re gonna make me fall in love with you if you keep singing like that,” she smiled.

Steve blushed, “we’re literally slow dancing in our underwear, i hope you know that i’m already in love with you.”

That’s all she ever wanted to hear from her best friend, “i’m in love with you.”

He wasted no time to press his lips to hers. they were just how she imagined he would taste: a mix of mint toothpaste and the coffee he drinks daily.

she reached her hands up to comb through his damp brunette hair and moaned into his mouth, urging him to shove his tongue in her mouth.

he gripped her waist, then her butt, then her thighs to feel every inch of her, what he wanted to do for years.

the two laid back down on the blanket and continued their assault on each other. he fit right between her legs, but knew that she didn’t want their first time to be on the muddy ground.

to take a breath from their make out session, he rested his forehead on hers and smiled.

“can i call you mine? all mine?” he asked, placing a piece of hair behind her ear.

“that’s all i’ve wanted, steve harrington.”

he reached up to grab at her breast but she stopped before she got too turned on.

“as much as i want to, take me back to your place and take me in your bed?” she said, kissing his neck and down to his chest.

she’s never seen him pack up so quickly.

[duckydemons]

Thanks, Mr Nukem.