#i want to celebrate their milestones

[hadesoftheladies]

i think it's important for the women of radblr to genuinely ask themselves: are you feminist because you hate men or because you love women? is your feminism centered on your anger toward men or is it centered on love for yourself, your life, women, and the world? because if your activism is dependent on how often men make you angry, they're still winning. it is IMPORTANT that our activism drives us toward community. we can't all be here just to be angry and we can't leave when we don't feel angry anymore. that shouldn't be the purpose of this community.

we are not unique in our ability to analyze patriarchal society and understand misogyny. many women have done that before us. but they stopped calling themselves feminists. why? because they had no community and they got tired of "being angry." when they call us just a bunch of "angry feminists" it's partly misogyny, but it's also from genuine experience. it's okay to be angry, healthy even, because it's justified. but if that's all that's holding you to feminism, then you'll just become a jaded anti-feminist woman in a matter of time. you'll just burn out and get bitter and maybe even blame feminists for it.

we should be learning from each other. we should be curious. we should be re-centering ourselves, not just de-centering men. we should be finding joy in being women. in sisterhood. we should be broadening our horizons and bettering ourselves.

life's too short. and if we want a better life for ourselves and the women after us, only love can give us the strength to last the whole fight. and give our lives joy and meaning while we have them.

[phoenixtakaramono]

𝘖𝘪. Ladies and gentlemen, The Boys are back 💉🩸

[harmonictechnicality]

*based off this awesome art right here by @chocoarts - the sketch on the left in particular :)

It doesn’t take long for Steve to get used to Eddie’s raised-by-wolves levels of affection. The hair chewing and the shoulder nibbles and the freckle licking. It’s never classified normal stuff - definitely not stuff he ever did with dainty Hawkins High girls, that’s for damn sure.

But still, it takes no time to get used to it. Full on expects it, by now. The most notable time that Steve is expecting it is on their one year anniversary.

Two months prior to the Big Day, Eddie's spontaneity and Steve's boredom led to an impulsive stick-and-poke tattoo on Steve's forearm. Eddie wanted to give Steve a simple crown. Told him it was to reclaim the stupid nickname from high school, make it his own.

'Overthrow all the teenaged bullshit. Kick trauma in the metaphorical ass.' Eddie had said after completing it, smiling up at Steve. 'It's what kings do best.'

After that day, Steve decides to add on to his impulsive tattoo and surprise Eddie with it. He gets one small bat, just like the ones on Eddie's arm. Gets it right next to the crown, side-by-side. The same way they all fought together a while back.

As soon as Eddie sees the addition, he tackles Steve, linebacker style. Steve is ready for it, totally braces for the aggressive affection. Fucking loves it. Expects it.

However, Eddie doesn't just stop there. Oh no. He climbs up Steve's body, tightly wrapping his arms around Steve's neck. Wraps his legs around Steve's upper arms even tighter.

Which... how the hell did Eddie get so flexible? And when the hell did Eddie get so flexible? Like, yeah they do some semi-contortionist stuff in the bedroom, mostly when they're hyped up on sugary soft drinks.

But this? This is... new. Wild.

He clutches on to Steve like he's a goddamn tree trunk. Some rare tree species that's in grave danger of being chopped down from the rainforest or whatever. He’s making lots of pleased sounds, singing maybe. Hard to tell for sure.

Steve holds Eddie firmly, hands underneath his thigh, his back, anywhere that he can get a solid grip. Keeps him safe from whatever corporate bulldozer that dares to take down their weirdly amazing love.

"Shit, I'm crazy about you." Eddie nuzzles into Steve's hair. "Like... totally and completely."

Steve laughs, comes out a bit strangled from the way Eddie is clinging to him. "Guessing you like it, huh?"

"Duh." Eddie slides off, connecting their hands on his way down.

"It represents-"

"I know what it represents." Eddie interrupts, his expression softens from the reminder, the difficult topic they're both skipping around. "You don't have to say it."

He does though, Steve has to say it. Needs to say it the same exact way Eddie had said it to him two months ago.

Because yeah, they act tough about what went down that night. But that doesn't mean they should just be stuck in a cycle of Acting Tough. Pretending to be okay all the damn time.

So Steve takes Eddie's arm, the one that's covered with tiny bat silhouettes. He holds their two arms together and carefully brushes over each tattoo design. Tells Eddie to reclaim the stupid scars that litter his body.

"Fight off all the inter-dimensional bullshit. Kick trauma's metaphorical ass." Steve smiles up at Eddie, who suddenly looks serious, focused. "It's what heroes do best."

"Steve." The seriousness is wiped clean off of Eddie's face. It's quickly replaced with a gentle grin. Relief reaching over his furrowed brow. No more worry lines. No more grimace. He looks at ease. Content, maybe.

And as much as Steve enjoys making Eddie feel content, he wants him happier right now. So he switches up the energy, tries to lighten the mood a little. Steve hooks his fingers into Eddie's front pockets, readying to pull him in.

It's predictable, been his go to make-out move any time they're standing up. This is a special fucking day, however, and that calls for a Special Edition Make-Out Move.

So Steve digs each hand deep into Eddie's pockets, wiggles them around a bit. Watches Eddie's cheeks go pink, blotchy red in some places. Steve moves all of the coins and lint and questionable items out of the way, making room.

He takes deep breath, then yanks the seams at the very bottom of each pocket, flipping the material inside out. Sticking straight up from his jeans.

Eddie is all red now, flushed down to his neck. "What the..."

Steve tugs on the flipped out pocket seams, jolting Eddie closer. He lands on Steve's lips, colliding a bit roughly. For a second, they're too busy smiling to kiss properly. But Steve slides his hands up Eddie's chest, around his neck, scratches the tiny hairs on the back of Eddie's head, and that's it. That's all that it takes for them to get lost in the kiss.

Eddie's mouth opens, biting the center of Steve's bottom lip. Breathes out the warmest air as he lets go, returns to a softer approach. Steve licks over the spot, soothes the pulse that Eddie left behind.

"That was... different. " Eddie laughs. He swipes his tongue over Steve's cupids bow, traces an outline until Steve is laughing too.

"Bad different?" Steve asks.

"Not at all." Eddie shakes Steve by the shoulders like he’s nuts for asking such an outrageous question. "Besides, different is right up my alley, babe."

"I'm highly aware."

"Didn't realize I was such a bad influence on your freakier side."

"What can I say?" Steve shrugs, steals one of Eddie’s rings to twirl around his finger. "I'm very easily persuaded."

They head over to the couch, kissing haphazardly as they flop down. Eddie tugs and twists at the fabric of Steve’s shirt, stretching it out. Wrinkling it. Steve couldn’t care less if it gets ruined because Eddie will be the one ruining it.

Eddie sighs into the kiss. Not a sexy sigh either (which are obviously Steve’s favorite of the sighing variety). It sounds more shocked. Disbelief or something.

Steve angles his head away from the kiss to see that Eddie’s eyes are open, wandering all over Steve’s face. It’s pretty cute, seeing Eddie too busy just staring to even shut his eyes mid-kiss. Like his schedule is too jam-packed up with Gawking, has to multitask during their make out sessions now.

"Kinda can’t believe it." Eddie finally says, still staring.

"What?" Steve stares backs. Makes it a staring contest. Doesn't tell Eddie though cause he wants to win.

Eddie motions toward his pockets that are still turned inside out. "After one whole year, you still keep me on my toes with shit like that."

"I do?"

"Sure do. You're something else, babe.”

"I am?" Steve blinks.

Damnit, he lost the one-sided staring contest.

“Yup.” Eddie nods, transitions to chewing on a chunk of Steve’s hair like he always does. Sometimes, he’ll make mooing sounds. Especially after sex, when he’s at his goofiest. Most comfortable.

It’s fucking unreal how Steve has learned all of these quirks. How he waits for them, anticipates them. Every bit feels familiar to him now.

"You're unexpected in all the best ways, Harrington."

Steve tries not to gush at that compliment. It's not one he gets often.

Eddie stops chewing on Steve’s hair to kiss his cheek instead. The kiss is powdery-sweet, miles away from his usual eagerness. Still perfect somehow. Just like the weird stuff is somehow perfect too.

That's kind of who they are together. Weird and unexpected.

In all the best ways.

[regionalpancake]

for @robosexualunderground 💕✨

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Horse Yaoi trotted so Horsegirl Yuri could fly.

[shalom-iamcominghome]

It's my two-year anniversary of having this blog! I started this blog when I was probably 90% certain that I was in this for the long haul. Two years later and many books purchased, many smiles shared, many panic attacks, and holidays spent with my community have made me beyond certain of my decision. I want to express so much gratitude to all of you; this space is just as meaningful to me as those I have made offline.

I remember seeing this rumor going around that you know you are in true love after about half a year. It took me one holiday to know I had with judaism 🩵

[thedomesticanthropologist]

On another note, I've made it through day 8 sober 🙌🙌

If anything was gonna make me fall off the wagon it was that last round of anon hate because holy shit if anything was going to make me want to smoke a joint it's that silliness 😂

But actually? I'm almost 99% joking right now about wanting to smoke, and do you have any idea how cool that is?! I'm 8 days sober and not about to fall off the wagon over internet gooberness. I also had a huge confrontation with someone irl yesterday (important but very difficult) and ALSO didn't get a strong desire to drink or smoke.

I mean the desire is there, the cravings are there. But I'm managing it so, so well!

And that's worth celebrating !!! 💕✨️💕✨️

I'm so proud of myself guys. I'm feeling stronger than the last few times I've really tried to get sober. I really, really want to make it 365 days and scratching off day 8 was a huge stepping stone for me.

[mollyrolls]

200,000 FOLLOWERS???? WHAT THE FUCK???!!!!!

we grow stronger every day. mollyrolls world domination next.

[aurosoul]

I turn 30 this month :))))))

[thirium]

holy shit, there's been a huge influx of new followers? welcome to my dumpster of a blog, but watch out for the occasional cursed image or video

[lovinggreeniehours]

2022 / 2024 (+takahara getting eepy)

hi they're getting married in 2 months btw :) if that matters to you

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

This happened while I wasn't home but thanks for 50k hits on Book 2!!! That's honestly insane!!!! ;w;)/

[uncanny-tranny]

Transsexual Thursday: IM ON T!!!!!!!!

HOLY FUCKING BINGLE

[cryscendo]

2 followers away from 1000. trying to decide what i should do bc i want to celebrate somehow!

[frodo-with-glasses]

There are over 1,300 of you guys now! Welcome to the fellowship!

[eryanlainfa]

I wanted to do something for my birthday but I dont think I'll have the time :')