#i want to marry them all

[floydswiftlover]

can’t convince me this isn’t exactly how drunk jake seresin acts

[masivechaos]

oo oo fmk aaron, spencer and derek

YOU DID NOT okay this is hard because aaaah

marry spencer for sure

fuck aaron

kiss derek

[nenehyuuchiha]

[bobafetts-princess]

how about Boba, Wrecker, or Wolfe? lol

alright now this was just flat out rude

Marry- I gotta stick with my husband Boba 😩

One night stand- Wolffe. In the back of ‘79s while the music thumps nearby? UGH

Best friend- Ah my dear Wrecker. You get bestie status this time but it’s a good thing my husband likes to share 😏

Play marry, best friend, and one night stand with me!

[tenebrous-academic]

A moment of appreciation for the fact that this is the first time Buck has felt happy and settled enough in a relationship to not question his emotions or second guess his actions. He doesn’t need to go to Bobby for advice because he already knows how he feels.

Tommy is giving Buck the security to just exist in a relationship and not seek the the validation he needs from Bobby, because he’s already getting that validation and love from Tommy 🥹❤️

[mossflower]

no look at me. it’s about right person wrong time and then meeting that person again and you’ve both grown and matured but they’re torn away from you and they’re lying to you to protect you while you try to claw your way back to them and they finally let you in when you ask them to save your kids, not you, and then they save your life because your kid asked them to and they’re guarding your cell but they can’t see you and you find them again at the end of the world, whistling your song, and you save the world, and you lie down in their arms for the first time in decades, and the two of you finally get to rest.

[littlelightfish]

Mr. & Mrs. Folke

[5577v]

what happened to getting married and raising a couple of goats together?

[pheoflame]

😩😩😩😩💓

[ruporas]

honeymoon phase! (ID in alt)

[unfinishedslurs]

RIP Mike Wheeler’s heterosexuality

“Is being gay contagious?”

Steve stares at his phone groggily before putting it back against his ear. “…Mike?”

“Is it?”

“It’s three in the fuckin’ morning is what it is.” He rubs his nose, Mike’s words finally catching up to his brain. “Seriously, Mike? No it’s not fucking contagious, you’re not gonna get the gay disease or whatever from me. I promise you’ll keep liking girls.”

He’s a little hurt, even though he knows the question is innocent. They’ve been asking a lot of questions, like the inquisitive little assholes they are, but none of them had seemed like they weren’t okay with it. Until now.

“…that’s not what I meant,” Mike says. Steve realizes that his voice sounds shaky, even over the phone.

“Then what—“ he cuts himself off, realizing halfway through his bitching that there was only one reason Mike would call about this. “Oh.”

“Can you pick me up?”

“It’s three in the morning,” he repeats, even as he starts wondering where he left his keys. “Your mom…”

“Steve,” Mike pleads. “Please?”

He sighs. “I’m on my way.”

Mike is sitting on his doorstep when he pulls up, head in his hands. Steve doesn’t have to get out of the car, he stalks to the passenger door with all the vitriol of a boy with too many emotions to hold in, and wrenches the door open hard enough that Steve worries he’s going to break it.

“Watch it, noodle arms,” he says, trying to pretend this is normal. Maybe if he acts like it’s not well past midnight, Mike will relax.

It doesn’t work. Mike slumps in his seat, not bothering with the seatbelt. “Can you just drive?”

Steve drives. Doesn’t really know where they’re going, but it doesn’t matter. Just away seems to suffice.

He eventually pulls into a side road

“I’m scared to even touch another guy now! Because apparently hugging is gay when you’re older, and so is sleeping in the same bed, and telling your friends you love them, and…and I’m fucking scared all the time, ‘cause what if they’re right? How do they know? How can they tell by just fucking looking at me? It’s bullshit!”

“Shit, kid,” Steve says, heartbroken. “Shit. C’mere.”

He pulls him close, and Mike turns his face into the crook of his neck, shaking. His shirt collar starts to get damp.

“I don’t know what to do,” he cries. “I thought it was normal, I thought everyone was just…so scared all the time, and we just didn’t talk about it. But then you said that thing about being afraid and pushing it down, and I didn’t— I tried to ignore it. I tried so hard not to think about it, Steve, I swear I tried.”

“I know you did,” he says quietly. It hits him that he might be the only one who really gets it. Eddie gave up denying it long ago, deciding to evolve into something else for them to focus on. Robin’s a girl. Which doesn’t mean jack shit in most cases, because being a lesbian fucking sucks in a town like Hawkins, but girls aren’t as obsessive about it. Sometimes when they compare notes, Robin will just stare at him.

Mike shakes his head. “I don’t know what I did wrong,” he mumbles tearfully into his shoulder.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Steve says with a surprising amount of vehemence. He grabs Mike by his scrawny little shoulders, pulls him away so he can look directly into his bloodshot eyes. “Not a damn thing, do you hear me? There is nothing wrong with you, and anyone who tells you otherwise deserves a swift kick in the balls. Got it?”

Mike responds by bursting into loud, messy sobs.

Steve just keeps holding him, running a hand through his hair and soothing him gently, like he wishes someone had done for him or Robin or Eddie when they were young. Finally Mike pulls away, embarrassment starting to set in.

“Sorry,” he mutters.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Steve asks instead of a meaningless platitude he knows Mike wouldn’t accept.

Mike gives him a suspicious look. “I guess.”

“I’m scared too. All the time.”

“No you’re not,” Mike snorts. “You don’t need to make me feel better just because I’m a pussy.”

“I’m not joking,” he says. “Why do you think I dated girls? Why do you think I went through so many lengths to hide it? It’s fucking terrifying, man. But you know what makes it less scary?”

“Dating girls? Marrying a woman?”

“No.” He pokes Mike’s chest, right over his heart. “People. Friends who love and accept you. Friends who know what you’re going through, even.”

“Do you…” Mike chews his lip. “Do you think Nancy would be okay with it? With me?”

“Absolutely I do. She was okay with me, wasn’t she? And I was her boyfriend.”

“Yeah, but it’s different when it’s your family, right? Sometimes people don’t care if someone is… people don’t care until it affects them. Do you think Nancy is like that?”

He knows Nancy isn’t like that, but that's a talk they’re going to have to have themselves. “I really don’t,” he encourages. “I think she’d be really glad to know this part of you, actually. She loves you.”

“…I know,” he says, shifting uncomfortably. “I don’t… we made this dumb no secrets pact the first time the Upside-Down happened, I don’t know why. It’s stupid. But…I don’t want to keep secrets from her anymore.”

[thestobingirlie]

stobin’s lavender wedding is beautiful and full of tears and love. (it’s a late spring wedding, erica is a bridesmaid, dustin is the best man. he and steve have matching coloured ties, and robin wears an incredible 80s puffy wedding dress). robin’s dad sobs walking her down the aisle, steve’s crying before he even gets to vows, robin starts crying during the vows, and there’s no way dustin’s getting through his speech without tears, let alone the rest of the wedding.

they give each other a little peck, their vows are heartfelt, and from that day they call each other husband and wife. because yeah, it’s not sexual, but that doesn’t matter!! they love each other. they’ve chosen to get married, not just for tax benefits, but because they want to stay at each other’s side for the rest of their lives!! they’re still dedicating their lives to one another. their love being platonic doesn’t make it any less real than anyone else’s.

[babybells123]

Jon & Sansa - Post ADOS 🌸

[bakuliwrites]

I am motivated by one thing and one thing only in video games and that is romance. If I cannot woo the most (in any combination of the following) uptight, mysterious, theatrical, and/or tragic fictional love interest in the game, then what is the point of me playing? If I cannot shower them with affection and love and give them all the soft things they deserve, then what is the point???

[divorcedfiddleford]

@tazmiilly and i talked for no fewer than six hours today about parallel ford and his mobility aids. here's some of what i came up with

you can barely see it but credit to @badwaves for the institute logo (link to a drawing he did with it)

image IDs are in alt text; design notes below the cut

Image ID: a screenshot of writing on a digital whiteboard. the text reads as follows:

wheelchairs - 2

foldable chair - easily transportable - designed for manoeuverability in high traffic/urban areas - mostly used at the end of a long day

motorized chair - for long treks/field missions - ridged metal frame - designed for rough terrain - souped up by fiddleford

two or three canes

fancy cane for formal events (mostly for fashion)

everyday cane (sturdy, classy)

field cane (collapsible, has a concealed weapon)

mabel puts stickers on all of them

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[sunbloomdew]

absolutely obsessed with the "i died and went back in time and now i'm going to prevent my death" and "i died and/or got transported into the world of my favourite game/novel as the villain/side character and now i need to prevent my death" webtoons. there is so many of them and i'm reading them all