#monday 11

[seniouesbabes]

Lily Maymac 🌸💋🍒🌸 One of my fave restaurants in NY @Balthazar For the escargots

[talesfromthebandgeekmafia]

“This season Kristen is learning that chaos isn’t cute” MY ASS.

SHE IS WINNIE THE POOHING IT IN A SCHOOL HALLWAY.

[cinamun]

Sit down Darren

[cypherdecypher]

Animal of the Day!

Mindoro Bleeding-heart (Gallicolumba platenae)

(Photo from Animalia Bio)

Conservation Status- Critically Endangered

Habitat- Philippines

Size (Weight/Length)- 200 g; 30 cm

Diet- Fruits; Seeds; Insects

Cool Facts- This bird is completely fine, that’s just their measure of horniness. I’m not joking. During the breeding season, males puff out their chest and strut their stuff for females. The brighter the red, the more fit the male. Mindoro bleeding-hearts live in small flocks alongside green pigeons as they forage for fruit. Unfortunately, these doves are under extreme threat from illegal logging and dynamite-blasting for marble. An estimated 50-250 adults survive. Conservation groups are working to map the forests of Mindoro and do an in depth population survey. There are future hopes for a captive breeding program to bring these birds back from the brink. In addition, they are working with local people to plant native trees to replace areas that were previously logged.

Rating- 13/10 (As a wise man once said “Shot through the heart and you’re to blame…”)

[sleepy-steve]

@steddieangstyaugust 12/08 // ‘Terrible Things’ by Mayday Parade

wc: 530  // rating: M // cw: references to sexual content, references to parental abuse // tags: angst, mutual pining, bad parental figures, unhealthy relationships

divider credits @steddiecameraroll-graphics

They’re not together.

Steve comes to the trailer almost every night, waiting until after Wayne’s left for work, or sneaking through a window. But they’re not together.

Eddie’s heart jumps in his chest when he answers the door. His eyes flutter shut when Steve’s lips meet his. Eddie could swear their hearts beat as one when their chests are pressed against each other. When Steve is inside him, he feels whole. They lay together in the cramped bed after, shared joints passed back and forth, arms around each other, heads on chests, sweet nothings whispered. But they’re not together.

Steve leaves before the sun comes up. Kisses Eddie on the lips—soft, sweet, romantic—and says he’ll be back the next night. Which he will. Eddie wants to ask him to just stay. Almost does, every time he leaves. But he can’t. Because they’re not together.

Eddie wants to, but he won’t bring it up. Because he remembers the way his father yelled. The way his mother cried. How they always fought, with Eddie hiding under his bed to get away from the noise. His mother would apologise and hold him, a sole source of comfort in their house. He remembers how awful it was when she passed, and that his father was even angrier then. Eddie has never seen a relationship that went well. Where people were actually happy. He doesn’t believe anyone can have it, let alone him. So they’re not together.

Because what they have now is good. And it’s all Eddie will let himself have.

———

They’re not together.

Eddie welcomes him with a light in his eyes that Steve only sees in the evening, and his heart aches to see it. But they’re not together.

Steve longs for the feeling of his lips on Eddie’s, of his hands in his hair, of Eddie’s teeth biting his neck. Thinks endlessly about the sounds Eddie makes when Steve enters him, taking his time, drawing it out for as long as he can. Even more, he craves the time they spend together after. The soft trailing of fingertips against hot skin, the gentle embraces, the intimacy of shared cigarettes, the ghost of their lips still on the filters. But they’re not together.

Eddie always feels so far away. No matter how close they are physically, there’s a distance. Like Steve’s being held at arm’s length. And he wants to chase. He wishes he could. But he knows when he’s not wanted, so he doesn’t. Because they’re not together.

Steve wants to talk about it, but he’s scared. Because he still feels empty when he thinks about his parents leaving him alone. Still remembers how they never had enough time for him, how they barely tolerated each other. The cold indifference that they regarded him with only rivalled by that which they treated each other with. Despite how much he wants to chase, to go after the thing he wants, he holds back. He knows better than to chase someone who doesn’t want him. Steve keeps himself safe, leaves before he can get hurt. So they’re not together.

Because what they have is enough. And Steve convinces himself it’s all he needs.

[akutagawa-daily]

Akutagawa daily 1065/★

[sabertoothwalrus]

youre the mole interest person right

happy mole interest monday

[shepscapades]

VIBRATING UNCONTROLLABLY !!!

OMG JUST LIKE—

[otrtbs]

*me responding to ao3 comments with the same attitude and tone the original commenter gave me instead of ignoring/deleting/blocking*

"i'm in my evil era"

[a-box-full-of-eneco]

kitten in the shoe

[seniouesbabes]

Lily Maymac 🌸💋🍒🌸 @bulgari I want 🥹

[allowmetohityouwithmyreblog]

Me, opening ao3 and seeing it down: *Dramatic sigh*

Also me: *immediately opening up tumblr*

[pvrrhadve]

society if small local thrift stores that have nice stuff at good prices were open even just one evening a week. or perhaps even normal afternoon hours

[deadandphilgames]

heart says tuesday. evil me says thursday

[cupid-ghoul]

I have very personal beef with all angst writers in this fandom because you're making me suffer every single day 😭 how am I supposed to live, laugh, love in these conditions?????? ALSO ARE YOU GUYS OKAY????

[akutagawa-daily]

Akutagawa daily 1010/★